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