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