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