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