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