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