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