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