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