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