Year’s end, all corners of this floating world, swept.
MATSUO BASHOWinter solitude- in a world of one colour the sound of the wind.
More Matsuo Basho Quotes
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Around existence twine, (Oh, bridge that hangs across the gorge!) ropes of twisted vine.
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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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Sadly, I part from you; Like a clam torn from its shell, I go, and autumn too.
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Winter garden, the moon thinned to a thread, insects singing.
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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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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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The sea darkens And a wild duck s call Is faintly white.
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Awakened at midnight by the sound of the water jar cracking from the ice.
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Seek not the paths of the ancients; Seek that which the ancients sought.
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A flute with no holes is not a flute.
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At the ancient pond the frog plunges into the sound of water.
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Traveler’s heart. Never settled long in one place. Like a portable fire.
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Sitting quietly, doing nothing, Spring comes, and the grass grows, by itself.
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Breaking the silence Of an ancient pond, A frog jumped into water – A deep resonance.
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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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