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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Never comparable to anything: How can I preach it?

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

From outside the shoes, to scratch where you itch.

It rains: the earth wet.

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

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

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

Ordinary mind is the Way.

Teaching beyond teaching; No leaning on words and letters.

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

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

No ugliness in a loved child.

One snowflake falling on a burning furnace.

Once you preach, the point is gone.

Killing or vivifying is in these hands.

Worldly passions inseparable from satori.

Not flattered by praise, not hurt by blame.

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

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.

Fire is hot; water, cold.

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

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

One blind man leads many blind men Into the fire hole hand in hand.

Walking is Zen; sitting, too.

Watch all sentient beings with merciful eyes.

Merciful words come out of the merciful mouth.

Spring comes: grass grows.

Cast away Dharma, Not to mention non-Dharma.

Produce Mind Without attachment to anything.

A hungry dog bites a dry bone.

Watch your own steps!

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

No good thought, no evil thought.

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

Seek satori within yourself! Where else?

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

However priceless, a piece of gold In the eye is nothing but grit.

Where no Buddha, the Buddha works.

When cold say cold; When hot say hot.

Pictured rice cakes dissolve hunger?

Spring opens a hundred flowers — for whom?

He dies, I die - Where can we meet?

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