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