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