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