Sitting quietly, doing nothing, Spring comes, and the grass grows, by itself.
MATSUO BASHOThe temple bell stops but I still hear the sound coming out of the flowers.
More Matsuo Basho Quotes
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Old pond, leap-splash – a frog.
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Come, butterfly It’s late- We’ve miles to go together.
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The temple bell stops but I still hear the sound coming out of the flowers.
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How much I desire! Inside my little satchel, the moon, and flowers.
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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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Poverty’s child – he starts to grind the rice, and gazes at the moon.
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From the pine tree, learn of the pine tree; And from the bamboo, of the bamboo.
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When I speak My lips feel cold – The autumn wind.
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This autumn- why am I growing old? bird disappearing among clouds.
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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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How I long to see among dawn flowers, the face of God.
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A weathered skeleton in windy fields of memory, piercing like a knife.
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For this lovely bowl let us arrange these flowers since there is no rice.
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Traveler’s heart. Never settled long in one place. Like a portable fire.
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The oak tree: not interested in cherry blossoms.
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