Matsuo Basho

“No one travels along this way but I, this autumn evening.”

“An autumn night - don't think your life will last forever.”

“Even in Kyoto, hearing the cuckoo's cry, I long for Kyoto.”

“A thicket of summer grass is all that remains of the dreams of ancient warriors.”

“An old silent pond... A frog jumps into the pond— Splash! Silence again.”

“First snow, just enough to bend the daffodil leaves.”

“Another year is gone; a traveller's shade on my head, straw sandals on my feet.”

“The moon is a friend for the lonesome to talk to.”

“Awakened at midnight by the sound of the water jar cracking from the freeze.”

“In the cicada's cry, no sign can foretell how soon it must die.”

“Summer grasses, all that remains of soldiers' dreams.”

“Go to the pine if you want to learn about the pine, or to the bamboo if you want to learn about the bamboo.”

“In my new clothing, I feel like someone else.”

“Do not seek to follow in the footsteps of the wise. Seek what they sought.”

“Every day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.”

“The journey itself is my home.”

“Poverty's child - he starts to grind the rice, and gazes at the moon.”

“The temple bell stops but I still hear the sound coming out of the flowers.”