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