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