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