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