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