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