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