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