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