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