Perfect does not mean perfect actions in a perfect world, bur appropriate actions in an imperfect one. — Reginald Horace Blyth Copy Share Image
We walk, and our religion is shown even to the dullest and most insensitive person in how we walk. Or to put it more accurately, living in this world means choosing, choosing to walk, and the way we choose to… — Reginald Horace Blyth Copy Share Image
Regarding R. H. Blyth: Blyth is sometimes perilous, naturally, since he's a high-handed old poem himself, but he's also sublime - and who goes… — Reginald Horace Blyth Copy Share Image
Or, to express this in another way, suggested to me by Professor Suzuki, in connection with seeing into our own nature, poetry is the… — Reginald Horace Blyth Copy Share Image
These are some of the characteristics of the state of mind which the creation and appreciation of haiku demand: Selflessness, Loneliness, Grateful Acceptance, Wordlessness,… — Reginald Horace Blyth Copy Share Image
It is not merely the brevity by which the haiku isolates a particular group of phenomena from all the rest; nor its suggestiveness, through… — Reginald Horace Blyth Copy Share Image
A haiku is the expression of a temporary enlightenment, in which we see into the life of things. — Reginald Horace Blyth Copy Share Image
There is nothing intrinsically more beautiful or poetical about the moon than about a dunghill; if anything, the contrary, for the latter is full… — Reginald Horace Blyth Copy Share Image
We that change, hate change. And we that pass, love what abides. Ashes, darkness, dust. — Reginald Horace Blyth Copy Share Image
I myself think that to have a cat is more important than to have a Bible. — Reginald Horace Blyth Copy Share Image
The love of nature is religion, and that religion is poetry; these three things are one thing. This is the unspoken creed of haiku… — Reginald Horace Blyth Copy Share Image
The importance and unimportance of the self cannot be exaggerated. — Reginald Horace Blyth Copy Share Image
There is a Hindu myth about the Self or God of the universe who sees life as (play). But since the Self is what… — Reginald Horace Blyth Copy Share Image
