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