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