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