Seeking words, chasing phrases: When do you have time for satori?
No ugliness in a loved child.
Rich food doesn't tempt the man who has eaten.
The Billion Worlds, a bubble on the sea; All Buddhas and Patriarchs, a flash of lightning.
Heaven, earth, and I: the same root. Everything and I: one thing.
Merciful words come out of the merciful mouth.
Spring comes: grass grows.
Meeting Sakyamuni, kill him! Meeting Bodhidharma, kill him, too!
Cast away Dharma, Not to mention non-Dharma.
Walking is Zen; sitting, too.
One blind man leads many blind men Into the fire hole hand in hand.
Teaching beyond teaching; No leaning on words and letters.
However priceless, a piece of gold In the eye is nothing but grit.
With the slightest yes and no, Mind is lost in confusion.
From the origins nothing exists.
Need fire? Best strike a flint. Water? Dig a well.
What is the color of the wind? Where does the rain come from?
Open your mouth— instantly wrong; Move your tongue— against the truth.
Fire is hot; water, cold.
Angry waves: not so dangerous as man's mind.
A hungry dog bites a dry bone.
Much understand, much problem. Little understand, little problem. Complete DON'T KNOW, no problem.
Everything is true just as it is: Why dislike it? Why hate?
Killing or vivifying is in these hands.
Watch your own steps!
Day after day a very good day: Winds come and trees bow.
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.
Coming back with satori but everything just as before: Hermit Mountain's drizzle and mist, Crooked River's waves . . .
To call heaven earth makes it earth? To name earth heaven makes it heaven?
Where no Buddha, the Buddha works.
Seek satori within yourself! Where else?
The man who's drunk water Knows if it's cool or warm.
When cold say cold; When hot say hot.
Reach for it, and you'll miss; let it loose, and it'll follow.
From outside the shoes, to scratch where you itch.
Go a thousand miles not moving a foot!
Worldly passions inseparable from satori.
Ten thousand laws end in One : Don't stick to that, either!
Once you preach, the point is gone.
Watch all sentient beings with merciful eyes.
One snowflake falling on a burning furnace.
No good thought, no evil thought.
He dies, I die - Where can we meet?
Pictured rice cakes dissolve hunger?
Ordinary mind is the Way.
A smiling face offers mercy; A troubled mind contains vicious poison.
Not flattered by praise, not hurt by blame.
It rains: the earth wet.
Spring opens a hundred flowers — for whom?
Sitting motionless, nothing happening — Spring coming, grass growing.