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