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