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