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