What is the color of the wind? Where does the rain come from?
Walking is Zen; sitting, too.
Go a thousand miles not moving a foot!
Seeking words, chasing phrases: When do you have time for satori?
Merciful words come out of the merciful mouth.
Teaching beyond teaching; No leaning on words and letters.
Angry waves: not so dangerous as man's mind.
When cold say cold; When hot say hot.
Once you preach, the point is gone.
To call heaven earth makes it earth? To name earth heaven makes it heaven?
A smiling face offers mercy; A troubled mind contains vicious poison.
It rains: the earth wet.
One snowflake falling on a burning furnace.
Ordinary mind is the Way.
The Billion Worlds, a bubble on the sea; All Buddhas and Patriarchs, a flash of lightning.
Spring opens a hundred flowers — for whom?
Rich food doesn't tempt the man who has eaten.
No ugliness in a loved child.
Watch all sentient beings with merciful eyes.
Coming back with satori but everything just as before: Hermit Mountain's drizzle and mist, Crooked River's waves . . .
Fire is hot; water, cold.
A hungry dog bites a dry bone.
Reach for it, and you'll miss; let it loose, and it'll follow.
Killing or vivifying is in these hands.
Where no Buddha, the Buddha works.
From the origins nothing exists.
Worldly passions inseparable from satori.
Seek satori within yourself! Where else?
Heaven, earth, and I: the same root. Everything and I: one thing.
Need fire? Best strike a flint. Water? Dig a well.
Everything is true just as it is: Why dislike it? Why hate?
Ten thousand laws end in One : Don't stick to that, either!
Watch your own steps!
Not flattered by praise, not hurt by blame.
Sitting motionless, nothing happening — Spring coming, grass growing.
Meeting Sakyamuni, kill him! Meeting Bodhidharma, kill him, too!
One blind man leads many blind men Into the fire hole hand in hand.
Spring comes: grass grows.
No good thought, no evil thought.
From outside the shoes, to scratch where you itch.
Much understand, much problem. Little understand, little problem. Complete DON'T KNOW, no problem.
Produce Mind Without attachment to anything.
Pictured rice cakes dissolve hunger?
Open your mouth— instantly wrong; Move your tongue— against the truth.
With the slightest yes and no, Mind is lost in confusion.
Cast away Dharma, Not to mention non-Dharma.
However priceless, a piece of gold In the eye is nothing but grit.
The man who's drunk water Knows if it's cool or warm.
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.
Day after day a very good day: Winds come and trees bow.