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