quote by Matsuo Basho

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

— Matsuo Basho

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Autumn quote Autumn is a second spring where every leaf is a flower.

Autumn is a second spring where every leaf is a flower.

Climb the mountains and get their good tidings.

Nature's peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees.

You know how this is: if I look at the crystal moon, at the red branch of the slow autumn at my window, if I touch near the fire the impalpable ash or the wrinkled body of the log, everything carries me to you, as if everything that exists, aromas, light, metals, were little boats that sail toward those isles of yours that wait for me.

Autumn quote Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it. And if I was a bird I would fly

Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it. And if I was a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns.

Fallen leaves lying on the grass in the November sun bring more happiness than the daffodils.

Autumn wins you best by this its mute appeal to sympathy for its decay.

On the motionless branches of some trees, autumn berries hung like clusters of coral beads, as in those fabled orchards where the fruits were jewels . . .

For man, autumn is a time of harvest, of gathering together.

For nature, it is a time of sowing, of scattering abroad.

Beauty for some provides escape, who gain a happiness in eyeing the gorgeous buttocks of the ape or Autumn sunsets exquisitely dying.

While cares will drop off like autumn leaves.

We must learn to do economic work from all who know how, no matter who they are.

We must esteem them as teachers, learning from them respectfully and conscientiously. We must not pretend to know when we do not know.

A lonely man is a lonesome thing, a stone, a bone, a stick, a receptacle for Gilbey's gin, a stooped figure sitting at the edge of a hotel bed, heaving copious sighs like the autumn wind.

Clothes make a statement. Costumes tell a story.

The Indian Summer, the dead Summer's soul.

My sorrow, when she's here with me, thinks these dark days of autumn rain are beautiful as days can be; she loves the bare, the withered tree; she walks the sodden pasture lane.

The garden of love is green without limit and yields many fruits other than sorrow or joy. Love is beyond either condition: without spring, without autumn, it is always fresh.

I loved you when love was Spring, and May, Loved you when summer deepened into June, and now when autumn yellows all the leaves.

We cling to our own point of view, as though everything depended on it.

Yet our opinions have no permanence; like autumn and winter, they gradually pass away.

An autumn night - don’t think your life didn’t matter.

We cling to our own point of view, as though everything depended on it.

Yet our opinions have no permanence; like autumn and winter, they gradually pass away.

The winter will be short, the summer long, The autumn amber-hued, sunny and hot, Tasting of cider and of scuppernong; All seasons sweet, but autumn best of all. The squirrels in their silver fur will fall Like falling leaves, like fruit, before your shot.

Winter always turns into Spring. Never, from ancient times on, has anyone heard or seen of winter turning back to autumn.

The falling leaves drift by the window The autumn leaves of red and gold.

... I see your lips, the summer kisses The sunburned hands, I used to hold Since you went away, the days grow long And soon I'll hear ol' winter's song. But I miss you most of all my darling, When autumn leaves start to fall.

What visionary tints the year puts on, When falling leaves falter through motionless air Or numbly cling and shiver to be gone! How shimmer the low flats and pastures bare, As with her nectar Hebe Autumn fills The bowl between me and those distant hills, And smiles and shakes abroad her misty, tremulous hair!

Listen! the wind is rising, and the air is wild with leaves, we have had our summer evenings, now for October eves!

The lands are lit with all the autumn blaze of golden-rod, and everywhere the purple asters nod and bend and wave and flit.

All flesh is one: what matter scores;

Or color of the suit Or if the helmet glints with blue or gold? All is one bold achievement, All is fine spring-found-again-in-autumn day When juices run in antelopes along our blood, And green our flag, forever green...

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The scarlet of the maples can shake me like a cry Of bugles going by.

And my lonely spirit thrills To see the frosty asters like a smoke upon the hills.

In the entire circle of the year there are no days so delightful as those of a fine October, when the trees are bare to the mild heavens, and the red leaves bestrew the road, and you can feel the breath of winter, morning and evening - no days so calm, so tenderly solemn, and with such a reverent meekness in the air.

No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees, No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds - November!

Autumn leaves falling down like pieces into place, and I can picture it after all these days.

Give me juicy autumnal fruit, ripe and red from the orchard.

True men" ... are strong willed, have dignity in their demeanor, serenity in their expression. They are cool like autumn, warm like spring. Their passions arise like the four seasons, in harmony with the ten thousand creatures, and no one knows their limits.

Stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away.

And yellow leaves of autumn, which have no songs, flutter and fall there with a sigh.

It was one of those perfect English autumnal days which occur more frequently in memory than in life.

I trust in nature for the stable laws of beauty and utility.

Spring shall plant and autumn garner to the end of time.

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