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