Winter solitude- in a world of one colour the sound of the wind.
MATSUO BASHOSummer grasses — all that remains of great soldiers’ imperial dreams.
More Matsuo Basho Quotes
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Nothing in the cry of cicadas suggests they are about to die.
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All my friends / viewing the moon – / an ugly bunch.
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With every gust of wind, the butterfly changes its place on the willow.
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Old dark sleepy pool… Quick unexpected frog Goes plop! Watersplash!
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Winter garden, the moon thinned to a thread, insects singing.
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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.
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Not to think of yourself / as someone who did not count — / Festival of the Souls.
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The moon is brighter since the barn burned.
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Make the universe your companion, always bearing in mind the true nature of things-mountains and rivers, trees and grasses, and humanity-and enjoy the falling blossoms and the scattering leaves.
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Year’s end, all corners of this floating world, swept.
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Fresh spring! / The world is only Nine days old – / These fields and mountains!
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Before enlightenment, chopping wood and carrying water. After enlightenment, chopping wood and carrying water.
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Awakened at midnight by the sound of the water jar cracking from the ice.
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Go to the object. Leave your subjective preoccupation with yourself. Do not impose yourself on the object. Become one with the object. Plunge deep enough into the object to see something like a hidden glimmering there.
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I hope to have gathered To repay your kindness The willow leaves Scattered in the garden.
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