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