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