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It rains during the morning. No visitors today. I feel lonely and amuse myself by writing at random. These are the words:
Who mourns makes grief his master.
Who drinks makes pleasure his master.

— Matsuo Bashō Robert Hass (1994)

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

Oku no Hosomichi - The Narrow Road to the Interior (1702)

Seek not the paths of the ancients; Seek that which the ancients sought.

I am one
Who eats his breakfast,
Gazing at morning glories.

The haiku that reveals seventy to eighty percent of its subject is good. Those that reveal fifty to sixty percent, we never tire of.

Sick on a journey,
my dreams wander
the withered fields.

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