The basis of art is change in the universe.
MATSUO BASHOWinter garden, the moon thinned to a thread, insects singing.
More Matsuo Basho Quotes
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April’s air stirs in Willow-leaves, a butterfly Floats and balances.
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Harvest moon: around the pond I wander and the night is gone.
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Every day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.
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Spring rain leaking through the roof dripping from the wasps’ nest.
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Poverty’s child – he starts to grind the rice, and gazes at the moon.
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A thicket of summer grass / Is all that remains / Of the dreams of ancient warriors.
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How much I desire! Inside my little satchel, the moon, and flowers.
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Go to the object. Leave your subjective preoccupation with yourself. Do not impose yourself on the object. Become one with the object. Plunge deep enough into the object to see something like a hidden glimmering there.
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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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No matter where your interest lies, you will not be able to accomplish anything unless you bring your deepest devotion to it.
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I am one who eats breakfast gazing at morning glories.
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Summer grasses — all that remains of great soldiers’ imperial dreams.
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Come, see the true flowers of this pained world.
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All my friends / viewing the moon – / an ugly bunch.
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When your consciousness has become ripe in true zazen-pure like clear water, like a serene mountain lake, not moved by any wind-then anything may serve as a medium for realization.
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