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