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