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