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