Poverty’s child – he starts to grind the rice, and gazes at the moon.
MATSUO BASHOCome, butterfly It’s late- We’ve miles to go together.
More Matsuo Basho Quotes
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Friends part forever wild geese lost in cloud.
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Old dark sleepy pool… Quick unexpected frog Goes plop! Watersplash!
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He who creates three to five haiku poems during a lifetime is a haiku poet. He who attains to completes ten is a master.
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Felling a tree and gazing at the cut end – tonight’s moon.
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Sadly, I part from you; Like a clam torn from its shell, I go, and autumn too.
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No matter where your interest lies, you will not be able to accomplish anything unless you bring your deepest devotion to it.
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How I long to see among dawn flowers, the face of God.
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Every day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.
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All my friends / viewing the moon – / an ugly bunch.
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I am one who eats breakfast gazing at morning glories.
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The temple bell stops but I still hear the sound coming out of the flowers.
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Fresh spring! / The world is only Nine days old – / These fields and mountains!
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Spring rain conveyed under the trees in drops.
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Awakened at midnight by the sound of the water jar cracking from the ice.
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Every moment of life is the last, every poem is a death poem.
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The journey itself is my home.
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Sitting quietly, doing nothing, Spring comes, and the grass grows, by itself.
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Before enlightenment, chopping wood and carrying water. After enlightenment, chopping wood and carrying water.
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Not to think of yourself / as someone who did not count — / Festival of the Souls.
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Summer grasses — all that remains of great soldiers’ imperial dreams.
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Come out to view / the truth of flowers blooming / in poverty.
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Farewell, my old fan. / Having scribbled on it, / What could I do but tear it / At the end of summer?
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There is nothing you can see that is not a flower; there is nothing you can think that is not the moon.
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A flute with no holes is not a flute.
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The universe and its beings are a complementarity of empty infinity, intimate interrelationships, and total uniqueness of each and every being.
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Go to the pine if you want to learn about the pine, or to the bamboo if you want to learn about the bamboo. And in doing so, you must leave your subjective preoccupation with yourself. Otherwise you impose yourself on the object and you do not learn.
MATSUO BASHO