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