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