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