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