Open your mouth— instantly wrong; Move your tongue— against the truth.
Ten thousand laws end in One : Don't stick to that, either!
Heaven, earth, and I: the same root. Everything and I: one thing.
When cold say cold; When hot say hot.
Pictured rice cakes dissolve hunger?
Coming back with satori but everything just as before: Hermit Mountain's drizzle and mist, Crooked River's waves . . .
Killing or vivifying is in these hands.
Meeting Sakyamuni, kill him! Meeting Bodhidharma, kill him, too!
With the slightest yes and no, Mind is lost in confusion.
A smiling face offers mercy; A troubled mind contains vicious poison.
Angry waves: not so dangerous as man's mind.
Merciful words come out of the merciful mouth.
Never comparable to anything: How can I preach it?
Teaching beyond teaching; No leaning on words and letters.
What is the color of the wind? Where does the rain come from?
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.
The Billion Worlds, a bubble on the sea; All Buddhas and Patriarchs, a flash of lightning.
It rains: the earth wet.
Spring comes: grass grows.
Seek satori within yourself! Where else?
From the origins nothing exists.
One snowflake falling on a burning furnace.
Day after day a very good day: Winds come and trees bow.
Cast away Dharma, Not to mention non-Dharma.
Worldly passions inseparable from satori.
Sitting motionless, nothing happening — Spring coming, grass growing.
Seeking words, chasing phrases: When do you have time for satori?
Walking is Zen; sitting, too.
To call heaven earth makes it earth? To name earth heaven makes it heaven?
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.
He dies, I die - Where can we meet?
Watch your own steps!
One blind man leads many blind men Into the fire hole hand in hand.
No ugliness in a loved child.
Where no Buddha, the Buddha works.
Spring opens a hundred flowers — for whom?
Rich food doesn't tempt the man who has eaten.
Go a thousand miles not moving a foot!
Reach for it, and you'll miss; let it loose, and it'll follow.
Ordinary mind is the Way.
A hungry dog bites a dry bone.
Watch all sentient beings with merciful eyes.
However priceless, a piece of gold In the eye is nothing but grit.
From outside the shoes, to scratch where you itch.
Once you preach, the point is gone.
Not flattered by praise, not hurt by blame.
The man who's drunk water Knows if it's cool or warm.
No good thought, no evil thought.
Need fire? Best strike a flint. Water? Dig a well.