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