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