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