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