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