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