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