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