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