More quotes by Matsuo Basho

"This autumn-why am I growing old?bird disappearing among clouds."
"Summer grasses,All that remainsOf soldiers' dreams"
"This autumn-why am I growing old?bird disappearing among clouds."
"Real poetry, is to lead a beautiful life. To live poetry is better than to write it."
"Do not seek to follow in the footsteps of the wise; seek what they sought."