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