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