Winter solitude- in a world of one colour the sound of the wind.
MATSUO BASHOSitting quietly, doing nothing, Spring comes, and the grass grows, by itself.
More Matsuo Basho Quotes
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Traveler’s heart. Never settled long in one place. Like a portable fire.
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Between our two lives there is also the life of the cherry blossom.
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Do not resemble me-Never be like a musk melon Cut in two identical halves.
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Learn the rules, and then forget them.
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At the ancient pond the frog plunges into the sound of water.
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Plunge Deep enough in order to see something that is hidden and glimmering.
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On a bare branch a crow is perched – autumn evening.
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Poverty’s child – he starts to grind the rice, and gazes at the moon.
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Clapping my hands with the echoes the summer moon begins to dawn.
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Every day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.
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The oak tree: not interested in cherry blossoms.
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How I long to see among dawn flowers, the face of God.
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Harvest moon: around the pond I wander and the night is gone.
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Sitting quietly, doing nothing, Spring comes, and the grass grows, by itself.
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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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