Go a thousand miles not moving a foot!
Where no Buddha, the Buddha works.
He dies, I die - Where can we meet?
Ordinary mind is the Way.
Open your mouth— instantly wrong; Move your tongue— against the truth.
Once you preach, the point is gone.
Need fire? Best strike a flint. Water? Dig a well.
Everything is true just as it is: Why dislike it? Why hate?
Spring opens a hundred flowers — for whom?
Rich food doesn't tempt the man who has eaten.
Not flattered by praise, not hurt by blame.
Coming back with satori but everything just as before: Hermit Mountain's drizzle and mist, Crooked River's waves . . .
Sitting motionless, nothing happening — Spring coming, grass growing.
Much understand, much problem. Little understand, little problem. Complete DON'T KNOW, no problem.
Merciful words come out of the merciful mouth.
Heaven, earth, and I: the same root. Everything and I: one thing.
The man who's drunk water Knows if it's cool or warm.
From outside the shoes, to scratch where you itch.
The Billion Worlds, a bubble on the sea; All Buddhas and Patriarchs, a flash of lightning.
Seeking words, chasing phrases: When do you have time for satori?
A smiling face offers mercy; A troubled mind contains vicious poison.
To call heaven earth makes it earth? To name earth heaven makes it heaven?
Meeting Sakyamuni, kill him! Meeting Bodhidharma, kill him, too!
Day after day a very good day: Winds come and trees bow.
Killing or vivifying is in these hands.
Watch all sentient beings with merciful eyes.
Never comparable to anything: How can I preach it?
Cast away Dharma, Not to mention non-Dharma.
Spring comes: grass grows.
No ugliness in a loved child.
Reach for it, and you'll miss; let it loose, and it'll follow.
No good thought, no evil thought.
Watch your own steps!
From the origins nothing exists.
Ten thousand laws end in One : Don't stick to that, either!
When cold say cold; When hot say hot.
Seek satori within yourself! Where else?
With the slightest yes and no, Mind is lost in confusion.
One snowflake falling on a burning furnace.
Pictured rice cakes dissolve hunger?
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.
Angry waves: not so dangerous as man's mind.
However priceless, a piece of gold In the eye is nothing but grit.
Teaching beyond teaching; No leaning on words and letters.
Walking is Zen; sitting, too.
Worldly passions inseparable from satori.
A hungry dog bites a dry bone.
One blind man leads many blind men Into the fire hole hand in hand.
It rains: the earth wet.
Fire is hot; water, cold.