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