At the ancient pond the frog plunges into the sound of water.
MATSUO BASHOHow much I desire! Inside my little satchel, the moon, and flowers.
More Matsuo Basho Quotes
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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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Not to think of yourself / as someone who did not count — / Festival of the Souls.
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Plunge Deep enough in order to see something that is hidden and glimmering.
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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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The haiku that reveals seventy to eighty percent of its subject is good. Those that reveal fifty to sixty percent, we never tire of.
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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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Real poetry, is to lead a beautiful life. To live poetry is better than to write it.
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Learn the rules, and then forget them.
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Don’t imitate me / we are not two halves / of a muskmelon.
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All my friends / viewing the moon – / an ugly bunch.
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For this lovely bowl let us arrange these flowers since there is no rice.
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Calm and serene The sound of a cicada Penetrates the rock.
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The sea darkens And a wild duck s call Is faintly white.
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Collecting all The rains of May The swift Mogami River.
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Come, see the true flowers of this pained world.
MATSUO BASHO