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