Quotes by : Kobayashi Issa

On the Death of his ChildDew Evaporates And all our world is dew...so dear, So fresh, so fleeting

What a strange thing!to be alivebeneath cherry blossoms.

before the gate --my walking stick's made a riverof melting snow

This dewdrop world Is but a dewdrop worldAnd yet —

Never forget:we walk on hell,gazing at flowers.

Summer night--even the starsare whispering to each other.

O snailClimb Mount FujiBut slowly, slowly!

HereI'm here-the snow falling.

Where there are humans, You'll find flies,And Buddhas.

In the city fields Contemplating cherry-trees...Strangers are like friends