Seeking words, chasing phrases: When do you have time for satori?

Coming back with satori but everything just as before: Hermit Mountain's drizzle and mist, Crooked River's waves . . .

Not flattered by praise, not hurt by blame.

Need fire? Best strike a flint. Water? Dig a well.

With the slightest yes and no, Mind is lost in confusion.

Day after day a very good day: Winds come and trees bow.

When cold say cold; When hot say hot.

A hungry dog bites a dry bone.

Everything is true just as it is: Why dislike it? Why hate?

Walking is Zen; sitting, too.

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.

Where no Buddha, the Buddha works.

Worldly passions inseparable from satori.

Watch your own steps!

To call heaven earth makes it earth? To name earth heaven makes it heaven?

Angry waves: not so dangerous as man's mind.

Ordinary mind is the Way.

The man who's drunk water Knows if it's cool or warm.

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.

Meeting Sakyamuni, kill him! Meeting Bodhidharma, kill him, too!

Reach for it, and you'll miss; let it loose, and it'll follow.

What is the color of the wind? Where does the rain come from?

From the origins nothing exists.

Cast away Dharma, Not to mention non-Dharma.

Open your mouth— instantly wrong; Move your tongue— against the truth.

Once you preach, the point is gone.

From outside the shoes, to scratch where you itch.

Merciful words come out of the merciful mouth.

Ten thousand laws end in One : Don't stick to that, either!

Produce Mind Without attachment to anything.

Fire is hot; water, cold.

Spring opens a hundred flowers — for whom?

Sitting motionless, nothing happening — Spring coming, grass growing.

He dies, I die - Where can we meet?

Heaven, earth, and I: the same root. Everything and I: one thing.

Much understand, much problem. Little understand, little problem. Complete DON'T KNOW, no problem.

One snowflake falling on a burning furnace.

It rains: the earth wet.

Go a thousand miles not moving a foot!

The Billion Worlds, a bubble on the sea; All Buddhas and Patriarchs, a flash of lightning.

No ugliness in a loved child.

Never comparable to anything: How can I preach it?

Spring comes: grass grows.

No good thought, no evil thought.

A smiling face offers mercy; A troubled mind contains vicious poison.

Teaching beyond teaching; No leaning on words and letters.

Killing or vivifying is in these hands.

Seek satori within yourself! Where else?

Rich food doesn't tempt the man who has eaten.