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