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