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