Killing or vivifying is in these hands.

Everything is true just as it is: Why dislike it? Why hate?

Merciful words come out of the merciful mouth.

Not flattered by praise, not hurt by blame.

Walking is Zen; sitting, too.

Spring comes: grass grows.

Fire is hot; water, cold.

Pictured rice cakes dissolve hunger?

A smiling face offers mercy; A troubled mind contains vicious poison.

To call heaven earth makes it earth? To name earth heaven makes it heaven?

Open your mouth— instantly wrong; Move your tongue— against the truth.

Never comparable to anything: How can I preach it?

Ordinary mind is the Way.

Produce Mind Without attachment to anything.

Meeting Sakyamuni, kill him! Meeting Bodhidharma, kill him, too!

Day after day a very good day: Winds come and trees bow.

Coming back with satori but everything just as before: Hermit Mountain's drizzle and mist, Crooked River's waves . . .

He dies, I die - Where can we meet?

Cast away Dharma, Not to mention non-Dharma.

From outside the shoes, to scratch where you itch.

It rains: the earth wet.

Need fire? Best strike a flint. Water? Dig a well.

Angry waves: not so dangerous as man's mind.

However priceless, a piece of gold In the eye is nothing but grit.

What is the color of the wind? Where does the rain come from?

When cold say cold; When hot say hot.

With the slightest yes and no, Mind is lost in confusion.

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.

From the origins nothing exists.

No ugliness in a loved child.

Watch your own steps!

Rich food doesn't tempt the man who has eaten.

Once you preach, the point is gone.

Sitting motionless, nothing happening — Spring coming, grass growing.

Teaching beyond teaching; No leaning on words and letters.

Ten thousand laws end in One : Don't stick to that, either!

Spring opens a hundred flowers — for whom?

Seeking words, chasing phrases: When do you have time for satori?

The man who's drunk water Knows if it's cool or warm.

Worldly passions inseparable from satori.

One snowflake falling on a burning furnace.

Heaven, earth, and I: the same root. Everything and I: one thing.

Where no Buddha, the Buddha works.

No good thought, no evil thought.

Watch all sentient beings with merciful eyes.

The Billion Worlds, a bubble on the sea; All Buddhas and Patriarchs, a flash of lightning.

A hungry dog bites a dry bone.

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.

Go a thousand miles not moving a foot!