However priceless, a piece of gold In the eye is nothing but grit.
Meeting Sakyamuni, kill him! Meeting Bodhidharma, kill him, too!
Produce Mind Without attachment to anything.
From outside the shoes, to scratch where you itch.
Rich food doesn't tempt the man who has eaten.
Watch all sentient beings with merciful eyes.
The Billion Worlds, a bubble on the sea; All Buddhas and Patriarchs, a flash of lightning.
When cold say cold; When hot say hot.
Sitting motionless, nothing happening — Spring coming, grass growing.
Merciful words come out of the merciful mouth.
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.
Once you preach, the point is gone.
He dies, I die - Where can we meet?
Ten thousand laws end in One : Don't stick to that, either!
Fire is hot; water, cold.
Where no Buddha, the Buddha works.
Reach for it, and you'll miss; let it loose, and it'll follow.
No good thought, no evil thought.
Seek satori within yourself! Where else?
One blind man leads many blind men Into the fire hole hand in hand.
Killing or vivifying is in these hands.
Ordinary mind is the Way.
Coming back with satori but everything just as before: Hermit Mountain's drizzle and mist, Crooked River's waves . . .
Spring opens a hundred flowers — for whom?
Go a thousand miles not moving a foot!
Not flattered by praise, not hurt by blame.
From the origins nothing exists.
Spring comes: grass grows.
Open your mouth— instantly wrong; Move your tongue— against the truth.
A smiling face offers mercy; A troubled mind contains vicious poison.
Need fire? Best strike a flint. Water? Dig a well.
What is the color of the wind? Where does the rain come from?
Walking is Zen; sitting, too.
Seeking words, chasing phrases: When do you have time for satori?
With the slightest yes and no, Mind is lost in confusion.
Everything is true just as it is: Why dislike it? Why hate?
Pictured rice cakes dissolve hunger?
Heaven, earth, and I: the same root. Everything and I: one thing.
Cast away Dharma, Not to mention non-Dharma.
Watch your own steps!
Angry waves: not so dangerous as man's mind.
Worldly passions inseparable from satori.
To call heaven earth makes it earth? To name earth heaven makes it heaven?
Teaching beyond teaching; No leaning on words and letters.
Day after day a very good day: Winds come and trees bow.
One snowflake falling on a burning furnace.
A hungry dog bites a dry bone.
Much understand, much problem. Little understand, little problem. Complete DON'T KNOW, no problem.
The man who's drunk water Knows if it's cool or warm.
No ugliness in a loved child.
Every Thursday 06 pm.
Every Saturday 05 pm.