Spring opens a hundred flowers — for whom?

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

When cold say cold; When hot say hot.

Watch your own steps!

Seek satori within yourself! Where else?

Worldly passions inseparable from satori.

To call heaven earth makes it earth? To name earth heaven makes it heaven?

Where no Buddha, the Buddha works.

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

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

Killing or vivifying is in these hands.

Teaching beyond teaching; No leaning on words and letters.

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

One snowflake falling on a burning furnace.

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

Walking is Zen; sitting, too.

Ordinary mind is the Way.

Need fire? Best strike a flint. Water? Dig a well.

Never comparable to anything: How can I preach it?

He dies, I die - Where can we meet?

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

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

Once you preach, the point is gone.

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

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

A smiling face offers mercy; A troubled mind contains vicious poison.

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

Not flattered by praise, not hurt by blame.

Fire is hot; water, cold.

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

Cast away Dharma, Not to mention non-Dharma.

Spring comes: grass grows.

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

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.

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

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

A hungry dog bites a dry bone.

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

From the origins nothing exists.

No good thought, no evil thought.

Merciful words come out of the merciful mouth.

Watch all sentient beings with merciful eyes.

No ugliness in a loved child.

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

Pictured rice cakes dissolve hunger?

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

Produce Mind Without attachment to anything.

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

Go a thousand miles not moving a foot!

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