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