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