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