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