A hungry dog bites a dry bone.
Open your mouth— instantly wrong; Move your tongue— against the truth.
Rich food doesn't tempt the man who has eaten.
To call heaven earth makes it earth? To name earth heaven makes it heaven?
Angry waves: not so dangerous as man's mind.
Ordinary mind is the Way.
Not flattered by praise, not hurt by blame.
Much understand, much problem. Little understand, little problem. Complete DON'T KNOW, no problem.
Need fire? Best strike a flint. Water? Dig a well.
From the origins nothing exists.
What is the color of the wind? Where does the rain come from?
Teaching beyond teaching; No leaning on words and letters.
Fire is hot; water, cold.
He dies, I die - Where can we meet?
One snowflake falling on a burning furnace.
Heaven, earth, and I: the same root. Everything and I: one thing.
Coming back with satori but everything just as before: Hermit Mountain's drizzle and mist, Crooked River's waves . . .
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.
Watch all sentient beings with merciful eyes.
Cast away Dharma, Not to mention non-Dharma.
A smiling face offers mercy; A troubled mind contains vicious poison.
Spring comes: grass grows.
Walking is Zen; sitting, too.
With the slightest yes and no, Mind is lost in confusion.
From outside the shoes, to scratch where you itch.
Watch your own steps!
Once you preach, the point is gone.
No ugliness in a loved child.
Meeting Sakyamuni, kill him! Meeting Bodhidharma, kill him, too!
One blind man leads many blind men Into the fire hole hand in hand.
However priceless, a piece of gold In the eye is nothing but grit.
Where no Buddha, the Buddha works.
Killing or vivifying is in these hands.
Worldly passions inseparable from satori.
Merciful words come out of the merciful mouth.
Spring opens a hundred flowers — for whom?
Seeking words, chasing phrases: When do you have time for satori?
Day after day a very good day: Winds come and trees bow.
Pictured rice cakes dissolve hunger?
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.
No good thought, no evil thought.
Go a thousand miles not moving a foot!
Seek satori within yourself! Where else?
Sitting motionless, nothing happening — Spring coming, grass growing.
Ten thousand laws end in One : Don't stick to that, either!
It rains: the earth wet.
When cold say cold; When hot say hot.
Everything is true just as it is: Why dislike it? Why hate?
Produce Mind Without attachment to anything.