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