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