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