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