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