虛堂和尚語錄 2.43

2.43

Ascending the hall: "Daily deluded thoughts upon the meditation cushion leave you nowhere to put your hand, leading you to rush south and run north, like ducks swallowing snails. Today, this mountain monk will not stir sound or breath to give you all an entrance."
After a long pause, he clapped his hands and said, "Half can enter; half cannot enter."