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