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