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