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