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