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