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