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