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