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