Every day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.
MATSUO BASHOBefore enlightenment, chopping wood and carrying water. After enlightenment, chopping wood and carrying water.
More Matsuo Basho Quotes
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Winter garden, the moon thinned to a thread, insects singing.
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Sitting quietly, doing nothing, Spring comes, and the grass grows, by itself.
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Collecting all The rains of May The swift Mogami River.
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Old pond, leap-splash – a frog.
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Come, see the true flowers of this pained world.
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From all these trees, in the salads, the soup, everywhere, cherry blossoms fall.
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Winter solitude- in a world of one colour the sound of the wind.
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Nothing in the cry of cicadas suggests they are about to die.
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Summer grasses — all that remains of great soldiers’ imperial dreams.
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A weathered skeleton in windy fields of memory, piercing like a knife.
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On a bare branch a crow is perched – autumn evening.
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When your consciousness has become ripe in true zazen-pure like clear water, like a serene mountain lake, not moved by any wind-then anything may serve as a medium for realization.
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I am one who eats breakfast gazing at morning glories.
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Spring rain conveyed under the trees in drops.
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An autumn night – don’t think your life didn’t matter.
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