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Winter solitude- in a world of one colour the sound of the wind.

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A thicket of summer grass / Is all that remains / Of the dreams of ancient warriors.
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The desire to break the silence with constant human noise is, I believe, precisely an avoidance of the sacred terror of that divine encounter.
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The journey itself is my home.
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The moon is brighter since the barn burned.
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Every moment of life is the last, every poem is a death poem.
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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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I felt quite at home, / As if it were mine sleeping lazily / In this house of fresh air.
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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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Year by year, the monkey’s mask reveals the monkey.
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When I speak My lips feel cold – The autumn wind.
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