Day after day a very good day: Winds come and trees bow.
Watch your own steps!
A hungry dog bites a dry bone.
Walking is Zen; sitting, too.
Reach for it, and you'll miss; let it loose, and it'll follow.
It rains: the earth wet.
The Billion Worlds, a bubble on the sea; All Buddhas and Patriarchs, a flash of lightning.
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.
Watch all sentient beings with merciful eyes.
Where no Buddha, the Buddha works.
Coming back with satori but everything just as before: Hermit Mountain's drizzle and mist, Crooked River's waves . . .
Ten thousand laws end in One : Don't stick to that, either!
Angry waves: not so dangerous as man's mind.
Cast away Dharma, Not to mention non-Dharma.
Once you preach, the point is gone.
Seek satori within yourself! Where else?
However priceless, a piece of gold In the eye is nothing but grit.
Worldly passions inseparable from satori.
Sitting motionless, nothing happening — Spring coming, grass growing.
Go a thousand miles not moving a foot!
No good thought, no evil thought.
Teaching beyond teaching; No leaning on words and letters.
From the origins nothing exists.
Spring opens a hundred flowers — for whom?
Everything is true just as it is: Why dislike it? Why hate?
Much understand, much problem. Little understand, little problem. Complete DON'T KNOW, no problem.
Open your mouth— instantly wrong; Move your tongue— against the truth.
One snowflake falling on a burning furnace.
Killing or vivifying is in these hands.
Meeting Sakyamuni, kill him! Meeting Bodhidharma, kill him, too!
Produce Mind Without attachment to anything.
The man who's drunk water Knows if it's cool or warm.
One blind man leads many blind men Into the fire hole hand in hand.
Need fire? Best strike a flint. Water? Dig a well.
From outside the shoes, to scratch where you itch.
No ugliness in a loved child.
To call heaven earth makes it earth? To name earth heaven makes it heaven?
Spring comes: grass grows.
He dies, I die - Where can we meet?
Fire is hot; water, cold.
Ordinary mind is the Way.
A smiling face offers mercy; A troubled mind contains vicious poison.
What is the color of the wind? Where does the rain come from?
With the slightest yes and no, Mind is lost in confusion.
Merciful words come out of the merciful mouth.
Heaven, earth, and I: the same root. Everything and I: one thing.
Rich food doesn't tempt the man who has eaten.
Pictured rice cakes dissolve hunger?
Not flattered by praise, not hurt by blame.
When cold say cold; When hot say hot.