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