Matsuo Basho Quotes

Year’s end, all corners of this floating world, swept.

At the ancient pond the frog plunges into the sound of water.

The moon and sun are travelers through eternity. Even the years wander on. Whether drifting through life on a boat or climbing toward old age leading a horse, each day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.

Year by year, the monkey’s mask reveals the monkey.