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