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