Clapping my hands with the echoes the summer moon begins to dawn.
MATSUO BASHOPlunge Deep enough in order to see something that is hidden and glimmering.
More Matsuo Basho Quotes
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Nothing in the cry of cicadas suggests they are about to die.
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There came a day when the clouds drifting along with the wind aroused a wanderlust in me, and I set off on a journey to roam along the seashores
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A flute with no holes is not a flute.
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Learn the rules, and then forget them.
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Every moment of life is the last, every poem is a death poem.
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How I long to see among dawn flowers, the face of God.
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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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Poverty’s child – he starts to grind the rice, and gazes at the moon.
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He who creates three to five haiku poems during a lifetime is a haiku poet. He who attains to completes ten is a master.
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The universe and its beings are a complementarity of empty infinity, intimate interrelationships, and total uniqueness of each and every being.
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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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The temple bell stops but I still hear the sound coming out of the flowers.
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Don’t imitate me / we are not two halves / of a muskmelon.
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Do not seek to follow in the footsteps of the wise. Seek what they sought.
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From all these trees, in the salads, the soup, everywhere, cherry blossoms fall.
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