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