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