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