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