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