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