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