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