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