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