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