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