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