虛堂和尚語錄 2.56

2.56

上堂，僧問：「法身病色身不安，色身病法身不安，作麼生免得？」師云：「口上著。」僧云：「色身病故有之，法身作麼生病？」師云：「他病最苦。」僧云：「大似維摩老子以代眾生。」師云：「爾識他未盡。」僧云：「莫是佛手遮不得，人心似等閑。」師云：「撥波求水。」僧云：「畢竟如何？」師云：「待爾鼻孔無氣，却向汝道。」僧便喝，師云：「怕死漢。」

Ascending the hall, a monk asked, "When the Dharma-body is ill, the physical body is uneasy; when the physical body is ill, the Dharma-body is uneasy. How can one escape this?"
The master said, "Apply it to the mouth."
The monk said, "Illness of the physical body indeed exists; how can the Dharma-body be ill?"
The master said, "Its illness is most painful."
The monk said, "Much like Old Vimalakīrti suffering on behalf of sentient beings."
The master said, "You do not know him fully yet."
The monk said, "Could it be that the Buddha's hand cannot cover it, while human minds treat it as ordinary?"
The master said, "Parting the waves to look for water."
The monk said, "Ultimately, how is it?"
The master said, "Wait until your nostrils have no breath, then I will tell you."
The monk then shouted.
The master said, "Coward!"