Meeting Sakyamuni, kill him! Meeting Bodhidharma, kill him, too!
One snowflake falling on a burning furnace.
Spring opens a hundred flowers — for whom?
The man who's drunk water Knows if it's cool or warm.
With the slightest yes and no, Mind is lost in confusion.
No good thought, no evil thought.
The Billion Worlds, a bubble on the sea; All Buddhas and Patriarchs, a flash of lightning.
Not flattered by praise, not hurt by blame.
No ugliness in a loved child.
Spring comes: grass grows.
Fire is hot; water, cold.
Produce Mind Without attachment to anything.
Seeking words, chasing phrases: When do you have time for satori?
Worldly passions inseparable from satori.
Cast away Dharma, Not to mention non-Dharma.
Ten thousand laws end in One : Don't stick to that, either!
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 . . .
Open your mouth— instantly wrong; Move your tongue— against the truth.
A hungry dog bites a dry bone.
What is the color of the wind? Where does the rain come from?
He dies, I die - Where can we meet?
When cold say cold; When hot say hot.
Day after day a very good day: Winds come and trees bow.
To call heaven earth makes it earth? To name earth heaven makes it heaven?
Seek satori within yourself! Where else?
Everything is true just as it is: Why dislike it? Why hate?
From the origins nothing exists.
However priceless, a piece of gold In the eye is nothing but grit.
Ordinary mind is the Way.
From outside the shoes, to scratch where you itch.
Pictured rice cakes dissolve hunger?
Watch all sentient beings with merciful eyes.
Reach for it, and you'll miss; let it loose, and it'll follow.
Killing or vivifying is in these hands.
Sitting motionless, nothing happening — Spring coming, grass growing.
Need fire? Best strike a flint. Water? Dig a well.
Watch your own steps!
It rains: the earth wet.
Once you preach, the point is gone.
One blind man leads many blind men Into the fire hole hand in hand.
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.
Angry waves: not so dangerous as man's mind.
Teaching beyond teaching; No leaning on words and letters.
Walking is Zen; sitting, too.
A smiling face offers mercy; A troubled mind contains vicious poison.
Go a thousand miles not moving a foot!
Where no Buddha, the Buddha works.
Heaven, earth, and I: the same root. Everything and I: one thing.
Much understand, much problem. Little understand, little problem. Complete DON'T KNOW, no problem.