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