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