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