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