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