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