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