From the origins nothing exists.

It rains: the earth wet.

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

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

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.

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

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

Watch all sentient beings with merciful eyes.

Spring comes: grass grows.

No ugliness in a loved child.

Merciful words come out of the merciful mouth.

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

Not flattered by praise, not hurt by blame.

Walking is Zen; sitting, too.

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

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

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

Worldly passions inseparable from satori.

Seek satori within yourself! Where else?

He dies, I die - Where can we meet?

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

No good thought, no evil thought.

Reach for it, and you'll miss; let it loose, and it'll follow.

Fire is hot; water, cold.

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

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

Where no Buddha, the Buddha works.

When cold say cold; When hot say hot.

Spring opens a hundred flowers — for whom?

A hungry dog bites a dry bone.

Cast away Dharma, Not to mention non-Dharma.

Teaching beyond teaching; No leaning on words and letters.

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

Ordinary mind is the Way.

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

Pictured rice cakes dissolve hunger?

Killing or vivifying is in these hands.

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

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.

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

Watch your own steps!

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

One snowflake falling on a burning furnace.

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

Produce Mind Without attachment to anything.

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

Once you preach, the point is gone.

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

Never comparable to anything: How can I preach it?