Farewell, my old fan. / Having scribbled on it, / What could I do but tear it / At the end of summer?
MATSUO BASHOGo 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.
More Matsuo Basho Quotes
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Awakened at midnight by the sound of the water jar cracking from the ice.
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Summer grasses — all that remains of great soldiers’ imperial dreams.
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Old pond, leap-splash – a frog.
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I hope to have gathered To repay your kindness The willow leaves Scattered in the garden.
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There came a day when the clouds drifting along with the wind aroused a wanderlust in me, and I set off on a journey to roam along the seashores
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Around existence twine, (Oh, bridge that hangs across the gorge!) ropes of twisted vine.
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Without bitterest cold that penetrates to the very bone, how can plum blossoms send forth their fragrance all over the world?
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The moon and sun are travelers through eternity. Even the years wander on. Whether drifting through life on a boat or climbing toward old age leading a horse, each day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.
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Every day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.
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Collecting all The rains of May The swift Mogami River.
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Spring rain leaking through the roof dripping from the wasps’ nest.
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Do not resemble me-Never be like a musk melon Cut in two identical halves.
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Every moment of life is the last, every poem is a death poem.
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When I speak My lips feel cold – The autumn wind.
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Old dark sleepy pool… Quick unexpected frog Goes plop! Watersplash!
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