Much understand, much problem. Little understand, little problem. Complete DON'T KNOW, no problem.
Day after day a very good day: Winds come and trees bow.
Pictured rice cakes dissolve hunger?
No ugliness in a loved child.
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.
Seek satori within yourself! Where else?
Seeking words, chasing phrases: When do you have time for satori?
Not flattered by praise, not hurt by blame.
Meeting Sakyamuni, kill him! Meeting Bodhidharma, kill him, too!
Coming back with satori but everything just as before: Hermit Mountain's drizzle and mist, Crooked River's waves . . .
Fire is hot; water, cold.
Cast away Dharma, Not to mention non-Dharma.
Where no Buddha, the Buddha works.
Ten thousand laws end in One : Don't stick to that, either!
Watch your own steps!
Everything is true just as it is: Why dislike it? Why hate?
From the origins nothing exists.
Watch all sentient beings with merciful eyes.
Open your mouth— instantly wrong; Move your tongue— against the truth.
Walking is Zen; sitting, too.
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.
The man who's drunk water Knows if it's cool or warm.
Sitting motionless, nothing happening — Spring coming, grass growing.
One snowflake falling on a burning furnace.
However priceless, a piece of gold In the eye is nothing but grit.
To call heaven earth makes it earth? To name earth heaven makes it heaven?
With the slightest yes and no, Mind is lost in confusion.
Go a thousand miles not moving a foot!
From outside the shoes, to scratch where you itch.
A smiling face offers mercy; A troubled mind contains vicious poison.
Rich food doesn't tempt the man who has eaten.
No good thought, no evil thought.
Spring opens a hundred flowers — for whom?
When cold say cold; When hot say hot.
Produce Mind Without attachment to anything.
Teaching beyond teaching; No leaning on words and letters.
Need fire? Best strike a flint. Water? Dig a well.
It rains: the earth wet.
The Billion Worlds, a bubble on the sea; All Buddhas and Patriarchs, a flash of lightning.
Killing or vivifying is in these hands.
He dies, I die - Where can we meet?
Once you preach, the point is gone.
What is the color of the wind? Where does the rain come from?
A hungry dog bites a dry bone.
Reach for it, and you'll miss; let it loose, and it'll follow.
Ordinary mind is the Way.
Merciful words come out of the merciful mouth.
Angry waves: not so dangerous as man's mind.