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