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