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