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