Clapping my hands with the echoes the summer moon begins to dawn.
MATSUO BASHOSadly, I part from you; Like a clam torn from its shell, I go, and autumn too.
More Matsuo Basho Quotes
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Spring rain conveyed under the trees in drops.
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The temple bell stops but I still hear the sound coming out of the flowers.
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Between our two lives there is also the life of the cherry blossom.
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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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The desire to break the silence with constant human noise is, I believe, precisely an avoidance of the sacred terror of that divine encounter.
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Collecting all The rains of May The swift Mogami River.
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Come out to view / the truth of flowers blooming / in poverty.
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Why so scrawny, cat? Starving for fat fish or mice… Or backyard love?
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Harvest moon: around the pond I wander and the night is gone.
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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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Come, butterfly It’s late- We’ve miles to go together.
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Come, see the true flowers of this pained world.
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Year by year, the monkey’s mask reveals the monkey.
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Year’s end, all corners of this floating world, swept.
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There is nothing you can see that is not a flower; there is nothing you can think that is not the moon.
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