Every day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.
MATSUO BASHONothing in the cry of cicadas suggests they are about to die.
More Matsuo Basho Quotes
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When composing a verse let there not be a hair’s breath separating your mind from what you write; composition of a poem must be done in an instant, like a woodcutter felling a huge tree or a swordsman leaping at a dangerous enemy.
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With every gust of wind, the butterfly changes its place on the willow.
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Plunge Deep enough in order to see something that is hidden and glimmering.
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Why so scrawny, cat? Starving for fat fish or mice… Or backyard love?
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Sitting quietly, doing nothing, Spring comes, and the grass grows, by itself.
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At the ancient pond the frog plunges into the sound of water.
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Poverty’s child – he starts to grind the rice, and gazes at the moon.
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Summer grasses — all that remains of great soldiers’ imperial dreams.
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Go to the pine if you want to learn about the pine, or to the bamboo if you want to learn about the bamboo. And in doing so, you must leave your subjective preoccupation with yourself. Otherwise you impose yourself on the object and you do not learn.
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Old pond, frog jumps in – plop.
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I hope to have gathered To repay your kindness The willow leaves Scattered in the garden.
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The temple bell stops but I still hear the sound coming out of the flowers.
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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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Do not resemble me-Never be like a musk melon Cut in two identical halves.
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The oak tree: not interested in cherry blossoms.
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