First snow-falling-on the half-finished bridge.
MATSUO BASHOThe sea darkens And a wild duck s call Is faintly white.
More Matsuo Basho Quotes
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Don’t imitate me / we are not two halves / of a muskmelon.
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Old pond, frog jumps in – plop.
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From all these trees, in the salads, the soup, everywhere, cherry blossoms fall.
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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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I felt quite at home, / As if it were mine sleeping lazily / In this house of fresh air.
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A thicket of summer grass / Is all that remains / Of the dreams of ancient warriors.
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The fact that Saigyo composed a poem that begins, “I shall be unhappy without loneliness,” shows that he made loneliness his master.
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Between our two lives there is also the life of the cherry blossom.
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The journey itself is my home.
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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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The moon and sun are travelers through eternity. Even the years wander on. Whether drifting through life on a boat or climbing toward old age leading a horse, each day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.
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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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Without bitterest cold that penetrates to the very bone, how can plum blossoms send forth their fragrance all over the world?
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How much I desire! Inside my little satchel, the moon, and flowers.
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