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Quotes from Matsuo Basho

Mountain-rose petals Falling, falling, falling now... Waterfall music
~ Matsuo Basho
Calm and serene The sound of a cicada Penetrates the rock.
~ Matsuo Basho
Sitting quietly, doing nothing, Spring comes, and the grass grows, by itself.
~ Matsuo Basho
Learn about a pine tree from a pine tree, and about a bamboo plant from a bamboo plant.
~ Matsuo Basho
Without bitterest cold that penetrates to the very bone, how can plum blossoms send forth their fragrance all over the world?
~ Matsuo Basho
Every moment of life is the last, every poem is a death poem.
~ Matsuo Basho
The temple bell stops but I still hear the sound coming out of the flowers.
~ Matsuo Basho
Now the swinging bridge Is quieted with creepers ... Like our tendrilled life.
~ Matsuo Basho
Do not seek to follow in the footsteps of the wise. Seek what they sought.
~ Matsuo Basho
Why so scrawny, cat? Starving for fat fish or mice... Or backyard love?
~ Matsuo Basho
Come, butterfly It's late- We've miles to go together.
~ Matsuo Basho
Every day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.
~ Matsuo Basho
No matter where your interest lies, you will not be able to accomplish anything unless you bring your deepest devotion to it.
~ Matsuo Basho
The journey itself is my home.
~ Matsuo Basho
Do not seek to follow in the footsteps of the wise; seek what they sought.
~ Matsuo Basho
Between our two lives there is also the life of the cherry blossom.
~ Matsuo Basho
Sadly, I part from you; Like a clam torn from its shell, I go, and autumn too.
~ Matsuo Basho
There is nothing you can see that is not a flower; there is nothing you can think that is not the moon.
~ Matsuo Basho
Harvest moon: around the pond I wander and the night is gone.
~ Matsuo Basho
Make the universe your companion, always bearing in mind the true nature of things-mountains and rivers, trees and grasses, and humanity-and enjoy the falling blossoms and the scattering leaves.
~ Matsuo Basho
From the pine tree, learn of the pine tree; And from the bamboo, of the bamboo
~ Matsuo Basho
The oak tree: not interested in cherry blossoms.
~ Matsuo Basho
From all these trees, in the salads, the soup, everywhere, cherry blossoms fall.
~ Matsuo Basho
Felling a tree and gazing at the cut end - tonight's moon
~ Matsuo Basho