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