A smiling face offers mercy; A troubled mind contains vicious poison.
The Billion Worlds, a bubble on the sea; All Buddhas and Patriarchs, a flash of lightning.
No good thought, no evil thought.
From the origins nothing exists.
One snowflake falling on a burning furnace.
Merciful words come out of the merciful mouth.
From outside the shoes, to scratch where you itch.
Heaven, earth, and I: the same root. Everything and I: one thing.
It rains: the earth wet.
Cast away Dharma, Not to mention non-Dharma.
A hungry dog bites a dry bone.
He dies, I die - Where can we meet?
Rich food doesn't tempt the man who has eaten.
Not flattered by praise, not hurt by blame.
No ugliness in a loved child.
Need fire? Best strike a flint. Water? Dig a well.
To call heaven earth makes it earth? To name earth heaven makes it heaven?
Much understand, much problem. Little understand, little problem. Complete DON'T KNOW, no problem.
Fire is hot; water, cold.
Everything is true just as it is: Why dislike it? Why hate?
Once you preach, the point is gone.
Walking is Zen; sitting, too.
Killing or vivifying is in these hands.
Watch all sentient beings with merciful eyes.
Seeking words, chasing phrases: When do you have time for satori?
The man who's drunk water Knows if it's cool or warm.
Sitting motionless, nothing happening — Spring coming, grass growing.
Never comparable to anything: How can I preach it?
What is the color of the wind? Where does the rain come from?
Open your mouth— instantly wrong; Move your tongue— against the truth.
One blind man leads many blind men Into the fire hole hand in hand.
Where no Buddha, the Buddha works.
Pictured rice cakes dissolve hunger?
Coming back with satori but everything just as before: Hermit Mountain's drizzle and mist, Crooked River's waves . . .
Ordinary mind is the Way.
Watch your own steps!
Angry waves: not so dangerous as man's mind.
Go a thousand miles not moving a foot!
Day after day a very good day: Winds come and trees bow.
With the slightest yes and no, Mind is lost in confusion.
Reach for it, and you'll miss; let it loose, and it'll follow.
However priceless, a piece of gold In the eye is nothing but grit.
Worldly passions inseparable from satori.
Ten thousand laws end in One : Don't stick to that, either!
Spring opens a hundred flowers — for whom?
Spring comes: grass grows.
All things that exist are like a dream, a phantom, a bubble, a reflection; they are like dew or lightning; thus should you view them.
Teaching beyond teaching; No leaning on words and letters.
Meeting Sakyamuni, kill him! Meeting Bodhidharma, kill him, too!
When cold say cold; When hot say hot.
The Zen Teaching of Huang-Po: On the Transmission of Mind
From Szeged Zen Center 2
From Szeged Zen Center 1
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