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