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