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