The reverse side also has a reverse side.
The tongue is more to be feared than the sword.
There is no shore to the bitter Sea of Birth and Death.
The fallen blossom never returns to the branch.
The marten is proud where there is no weasel.
The right man for the right job.
The Wind of Impermanency does not choose a time.
There is nothing that cannot be achieved by firm imagination.
The feet are the gateway to 10,000 illnesses.
The more stupid the child the dearer it is.
The shop-boy in front of the temple-gate repeats the s–tra which he never learned.
The winds may fell the massive oak, but bamboo, bent even to the ground, will spring upright after the passage of the storm.
The flow of water and the future of human beings are uncertain.
The mouth is the cause of calamity.
The Six Roads are right before your eyes.
The young monk before the gate can read sutra without studying them.
The fruit of a tree falls to its root.
The mouth is the door of evil.
The slug always leaves a trail to follow.
There are as many ways of making a living as seeds of grass.
The fruit of one's own deeds [in a previous state of existence].
The mouth is the front-gate of all misfortune.
The smaller the margin, the greater the turnover.
There are even bugs that eat knotweed. (There's no accounting for taste. To each his own.)
The future life is the all-important thing.