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