From the pine tree, learn of the pine tree; And from the bamboo, of the bamboo.
MATSUO BASHOWhen I speak My lips feel cold – The autumn wind.
More Matsuo Basho Quotes
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Felling a tree and gazing at the cut end – tonight’s moon.
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Farewell, my old fan. / Having scribbled on it, / What could I do but tear it / At the end of summer?
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I felt quite at home, / As if it were mine sleeping lazily / In this house of fresh air.
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Every moment of life is the last, every poem is a death poem.
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Fresh spring! / The world is only Nine days old – / These fields and mountains!
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I hope to have gathered To repay your kindness The willow leaves Scattered in the garden.
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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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At the ancient pond the frog plunges into the sound of water.
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Breaking the silence Of an ancient pond, A frog jumped into water – A deep resonance.
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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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Plunge Deep enough in order to see something that is hidden and glimmering.
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An autumn night – don’t think your life didn’t matter.
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When I speak My lips feel cold – The autumn wind.
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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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Why so scrawny, cat? Starving for fat fish or mice… Or backyard love?
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