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