Ordinary mind is the Way.

When cold say cold; When hot say hot.

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

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

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

A hungry dog bites a dry bone.

Cast away Dharma, Not to mention non-Dharma.

From outside the shoes, to scratch where you itch.

Not flattered by praise, not hurt by blame.

It rains: the earth wet.

Seek satori within yourself! Where else?

Worldly passions inseparable from satori.

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

Once you preach, the point is gone.

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.

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.

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

Fire is hot; water, cold.

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

No ugliness in a loved child.

Killing or vivifying is in these hands.

One blind man leads many blind men Into the fire hole hand in hand.

Pictured rice cakes dissolve hunger?

He dies, I die - Where can we meet?

Never comparable to anything: How can I preach it?

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

Much understand, much problem. Little understand, little problem. Complete DON'T KNOW, no problem.

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

Spring opens a hundred flowers — for whom?

Where no Buddha, the Buddha works.

Produce Mind Without attachment to anything.

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

From the origins nothing exists.

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

Watch all sentient beings with merciful eyes.

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

Walking is Zen; sitting, too.

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

Watch your own steps!

Spring comes: grass grows.

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

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

No good thought, no evil thought.

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

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.

Merciful words come out of the merciful mouth.

Go a thousand miles not moving a foot!

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