With every gust of wind, the butterfly changes its place on the willow.
MATSUO BASHOWinter garden, the moon thinned to a thread, insects singing.
More Matsuo Basho Quotes
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Winter solitude- in a world of one colour the sound of the wind.
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The basis of art is change in the universe.
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Come, butterfly It’s late- We’ve miles to go together.
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Not to think of yourself / as someone who did not count — / Festival of the Souls.
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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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Fresh spring! / The world is only Nine days old – / These fields and mountains!
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Do not seek to follow in the footsteps of the wise. Seek what they sought.
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A weathered skeleton in windy fields of memory, piercing like a knife.
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The oak tree: not interested in cherry blossoms.
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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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Sitting quietly, doing nothing, Spring comes, and the grass grows, by itself.
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A flute with no holes is not a flute.
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Learn how to listen as things speak for themselves.
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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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Old pond, frog jumps in – plop.
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