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