This autumn-why am I growing old?bird disappearing among clouds.
Bash Matsuo.
“Not knowing the name of the tree,I stood in the floodof its sweet scent.”
“It is only a barbarous mind that sees other than the flower, merely an animal mind that dreams of other than the moon.”
“On this roadwhere nobody else travelsautumn nightfall.”
“When a country is defeated, there remain only mountains and rivers, and on a ruined castle in spring only grasses thrive. I sat down on my hat and wept bitterly till I almost forgot time.A thicket ...”
“Summer grasses,All that remainsOf soldiers' dreams”
“Winter solitude-in a world of one colourthe sound of the wind.”
“stronger than mountains.a place where my heart feels the safest- underneath his shirt.”
“Dead my old fine hopesAnd dry my dreaming but still...Iris, blue each spring”
“It is better to be hated for what you are than to be loved for what you are not.”
“If I am going to be drownedif I am going to be drownedif I am going to be drowned, why, in the name of the seven mad gods who rule the sea, was I allowed to come thus far and contemplate sand and t...”
“I'm an Earth ecstatic, and my creed is simple: All life is sacred, life loves life, and we are capable of improving our behavior toward one another. As basic as that is, for me it's also tonic and ...”
“Im not a woman you bring home to Mother, pick out china patterns with, or Mary forefend, breed. Ive seen a chunk of the universe, true, but theres still so much more to see. I doubt Ill ever cure t...”
“My hope, my heaven, my trust must be,My gentle guide, in following thee.”
“Amory took to writing poetry on spring afternoons, in the gardens of the big estates near Princeton, while swans made effective atmosphere in the artificial pools, and slow clouds sailed harmonious...”