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