However priceless, a piece of gold In the eye is nothing but grit.
Watch your own steps!
Where no Buddha, the Buddha works.
Produce Mind Without attachment to anything.
It rains: the earth wet.
Ordinary mind is the Way.
Killing or vivifying is in these hands.
Teaching beyond teaching; No leaning on words and letters.
Everything is true just as it is: Why dislike it? Why hate?
Not flattered by praise, not hurt by blame.
No good thought, no evil thought.
Go a thousand miles not moving a foot!
Spring comes: grass grows.
Coming back with satori but everything just as before: Hermit Mountain's drizzle and mist, Crooked River's waves . . .
Spring opens a hundred flowers — for whom?
Much understand, much problem. Little understand, little problem. Complete DON'T KNOW, no problem.
Merciful words come out of the merciful mouth.
Once you preach, the point is gone.
No ugliness in a loved child.
What is the color of the wind? Where does the rain come from?
The man who's drunk water Knows if it's cool or warm.
Need fire? Best strike a flint. Water? Dig a well.
With the slightest yes and no, Mind is lost in confusion.
Angry waves: not so dangerous as man's mind.
One snowflake falling on a burning furnace.
From outside the shoes, to scratch where you itch.
Day after day a very good day: Winds come and trees bow.
One blind man leads many blind men Into the fire hole hand in hand.
Ten thousand laws end in One : Don't stick to that, either!
He dies, I die - Where can we meet?
Seek satori within yourself! Where else?
Worldly passions inseparable from satori.
Meeting Sakyamuni, kill him! Meeting Bodhidharma, kill him, too!
From the origins nothing exists.
Seeking words, chasing phrases: When do you have time for satori?
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.
A smiling face offers mercy; A troubled mind contains vicious poison.
Walking is Zen; sitting, too.
Heaven, earth, and I: the same root. Everything and I: one thing.
A hungry dog bites a dry bone.
Reach for it, and you'll miss; let it loose, and it'll follow.
Open your mouth— instantly wrong; Move your tongue— against the truth.
Watch all sentient beings with merciful eyes.
Cast away Dharma, Not to mention non-Dharma.
Pictured rice cakes dissolve hunger?
Sitting motionless, nothing happening — Spring coming, grass growing.
To call heaven earth makes it earth? To name earth heaven makes it heaven?
Rich food doesn't tempt the man who has eaten.
The Billion Worlds, a bubble on the sea; All Buddhas and Patriarchs, a flash of lightning.
When cold say cold; When hot say hot.