A smiling face offers mercy; A troubled mind contains vicious poison.
Heaven, earth, and I: the same root. Everything and I: one thing.
The man who's drunk water Knows if it's cool or warm.
It rains: the earth wet.
Rich food doesn't tempt the man who has eaten.
Ten thousand laws end in One : Don't stick to that, either!
From the origins nothing exists.
Merciful words come out of the merciful mouth.
Everything is true just as it is: Why dislike it? Why hate?
Angry waves: not so dangerous as man's mind.
Once you preach, the point is gone.
Produce Mind Without attachment to anything.
Spring opens a hundred flowers — for whom?
Need fire? Best strike a flint. Water? Dig a well.
Killing or vivifying is in these hands.
When cold say cold; When hot say hot.
Watch all sentient beings with merciful eyes.
Pictured rice cakes dissolve hunger?
No ugliness in a loved child.
He dies, I die - Where can we meet?
Teaching beyond teaching; No leaning on words and letters.
Coming back with satori but everything just as before: Hermit Mountain's drizzle and mist, Crooked River's waves . . .
Reach for it, and you'll miss; let it loose, and it'll follow.
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.
Where no Buddha, the Buddha works.
Day after day a very good day: Winds come and trees bow.
The Billion Worlds, a bubble on the sea; All Buddhas and Patriarchs, a flash of lightning.
Seeking words, chasing phrases: When do you have time for satori?
Sitting motionless, nothing happening — Spring coming, grass growing.
Cast away Dharma, Not to mention non-Dharma.
To call heaven earth makes it earth? To name earth heaven makes it heaven?
Worldly passions inseparable from satori.
What is the color of the wind? Where does the rain come from?
From outside the shoes, to scratch where you itch.
Fire is hot; water, cold.
However priceless, a piece of gold In the eye is nothing but grit.
Watch your own steps!
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.
Much understand, much problem. Little understand, little problem. Complete DON'T KNOW, no problem.
Not flattered by praise, not hurt by blame.
One snowflake falling on a burning furnace.
Go a thousand miles not moving a foot!
Seek satori within yourself! Where else?
No good thought, no evil thought.
With the slightest yes and no, Mind is lost in confusion.
A hungry dog bites a dry bone.
Never comparable to anything: How can I preach it?
Walking is Zen; sitting, too.
Spring comes: grass grows.
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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