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