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