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