Cast away Dharma, Not to mention non-Dharma.
Once you preach, the point is gone.
Spring opens a hundred flowers — for whom?
With the slightest yes and no, Mind is lost in confusion.
Coming back with satori but everything just as before: Hermit Mountain's drizzle and mist, Crooked River's waves . . .
Spring comes: grass grows.
Seek satori within yourself! Where else?
Seeking words, chasing phrases: When do you have time for satori?
Meeting Sakyamuni, kill him! Meeting Bodhidharma, kill him, too!
He dies, I die - Where can we meet?
Pictured rice cakes dissolve hunger?
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.
Ordinary mind is the Way.
To call heaven earth makes it earth? To name earth heaven makes it heaven?
No ugliness in a loved child.
Not flattered by praise, not hurt by blame.
The man who's drunk water Knows if it's cool or warm.
When cold say cold; When hot say hot.
Walking is Zen; sitting, too.
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.
Watch your own steps!
A smiling face offers mercy; A troubled mind contains vicious poison.
Teaching beyond teaching; No leaning on words and letters.
What is the color of the wind? Where does the rain come from?
Where no Buddha, the Buddha works.
Go a thousand miles not moving a foot!
Everything is true just as it is: Why dislike it? Why hate?
No good thought, no evil thought.
Angry waves: not so dangerous as man's mind.
It rains: the earth wet.
Watch all sentient beings with merciful eyes.
From outside the shoes, to scratch where you itch.
Rich food doesn't tempt the man who has eaten.
Never comparable to anything: How can I preach it?
Ten thousand laws end in One : Don't stick to that, either!
From the origins nothing exists.
A hungry dog bites a dry bone.
However priceless, a piece of gold In the eye is nothing but grit.
Fire is hot; water, cold.
Day after day a very good day: Winds come and trees bow.
One snowflake falling on a burning furnace.
Reach for it, and you'll miss; let it loose, and it'll follow.
One blind man leads many blind men Into the fire hole hand in hand.
Merciful words come out of the merciful mouth.
Much understand, much problem. Little understand, little problem. Complete DON'T KNOW, no problem.
Heaven, earth, and I: the same root. Everything and I: one thing.
Need fire? Best strike a flint. Water? Dig a well.
Worldly passions inseparable from satori.