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