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