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