Pictured rice cakes dissolve hunger?
Coming back with satori but everything just as before: Hermit Mountain's drizzle and mist, Crooked River's waves . . .
Seeking words, chasing phrases: When do you have time for satori?
Day after day a very good day: Winds come and trees bow.
Cast away Dharma, Not to mention non-Dharma.
Ordinary mind is the Way.
Spring opens a hundred flowers — for whom?
Sitting motionless, nothing happening — Spring coming, grass growing.
Produce Mind Without attachment to anything.
Meeting Sakyamuni, kill him! Meeting Bodhidharma, kill him, too!
Rich food doesn't tempt the man who has eaten.
With the slightest yes and no, Mind is lost in confusion.
From outside the shoes, to scratch where you itch.
Everything is true just as it is: Why dislike it? Why hate?
Walking is Zen; sitting, too.
The man who's drunk water Knows if it's cool or warm.
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.
No ugliness in a loved child.
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!
Need fire? Best strike a flint. Water? Dig a well.
The Billion Worlds, a bubble on the sea; All Buddhas and Patriarchs, a flash of lightning.
Where no Buddha, the Buddha works.
One blind man leads many blind men Into the fire hole hand in hand.
However priceless, a piece of gold In the eye is nothing but grit.
When cold say cold; When hot say hot.
A hungry dog bites a dry bone.
Merciful words come out of the merciful mouth.
No good thought, no evil thought.
Watch your own steps!
Seek satori within yourself! Where else?
One snowflake falling on a burning furnace.
Much understand, much problem. Little understand, little problem. Complete DON'T KNOW, no problem.
Spring comes: grass grows.
Watch all sentient beings with merciful eyes.
What is the color of the wind? Where does the rain come from?
Open your mouth— instantly wrong; Move your tongue— against the truth.
From the origins nothing exists.
Heaven, earth, and I: the same root. Everything and I: one thing.
It rains: the earth wet.
Teaching beyond teaching; No leaning on words and letters.
Worldly passions inseparable from satori.
Once you preach, the point is gone.
Fire is hot; water, cold.
Reach for it, and you'll miss; let it loose, and it'll follow.
Go a thousand miles not moving a foot!
A smiling face offers mercy; A troubled mind contains vicious poison.
He dies, I die - Where can we meet?
Not flattered by praise, not hurt by blame.