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