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