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