Sitting motionless, nothing happening — Spring coming, grass growing.

Fire is hot; water, cold.

He dies, I die - Where can we meet?

Seeking words, chasing phrases: When do you have time for satori?

Worldly passions inseparable from satori.

Watch your own steps!

No good thought, no evil thought.

Everything is true just as it is: Why dislike it? Why hate?

Walking is Zen; sitting, too.

A hungry dog bites a dry bone.

From the origins nothing exists.

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?

Spring opens a hundred flowers — for whom?

Rich food doesn't tempt the man who has eaten.

Open your mouth— instantly wrong; Move your tongue— against the truth.

One blind man leads many blind men Into the fire hole hand in hand.

Go a thousand miles not moving a foot!

Coming back with satori but everything just as before: Hermit Mountain's drizzle and mist, Crooked River's waves . . .

Spring comes: grass grows.

One snowflake falling on a burning furnace.

Merciful words come out of the merciful mouth.

Where no Buddha, the Buddha works.

Pictured rice cakes dissolve hunger?

Meeting Sakyamuni, kill him! Meeting Bodhidharma, kill him, too!

Heaven, earth, and I: the same root. Everything and I: one thing.

Killing or vivifying is in these hands.

Ordinary mind is the Way.

Seek satori within yourself! Where else?

Teaching beyond teaching; No leaning on words and letters.

Day after day a very good day: Winds come and trees bow.

Ten thousand laws end in One : Don't stick to that, either!

Produce Mind Without attachment to anything.

With the slightest yes and no, Mind is lost in confusion.

The man who's drunk water Knows if it's cool or warm.

However priceless, a piece of gold In the eye is nothing but grit.

No ugliness in a loved child.

What is the color of the wind? Where does the rain come from?

It rains: the earth wet.

Watch all sentient beings with merciful eyes.

When cold say cold; When hot say hot.

Not flattered by praise, not hurt by blame.

Reach for it, and you'll miss; let it loose, and it'll follow.

Once you preach, the point is gone.

Angry waves: not so dangerous as man's mind.

Cast away Dharma, Not to mention non-Dharma.

Much understand, much problem. Little understand, little problem. Complete DON'T KNOW, no problem.

The Billion Worlds, a bubble on the sea; All Buddhas and Patriarchs, a flash of lightning.

From outside the shoes, to scratch where you itch.

Never comparable to anything: How can I preach it?