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