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