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