如淨和尚語錄 2.11

2.11

Ascending the hall when an old friend on the Way arrived: "Every grievance has its head, every debt its debtor. A single blade faces the vanguard, throwing wide the doorway. Dragging in ranks and gathering in crowds they come like this, setting fires, murdering people, banding together. But tell me, how is it? The crown of the old barbarian's head bestrides the dragon and tiger."