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