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