Merciful words come out of the merciful mouth.
A smiling face offers mercy; A troubled mind contains vicious poison.
Ordinary mind is the Way.
Watch your own steps!
No ugliness in a loved child.
Everything is true just as it is: Why dislike it? Why hate?
Ten thousand laws end in One : Don't stick to that, either!
Teaching beyond teaching; No leaning on words and letters.
Walking is Zen; sitting, too.
Angry waves: not so dangerous as man's mind.
Pictured rice cakes dissolve hunger?
Meeting Sakyamuni, kill him! Meeting Bodhidharma, kill him, too!
Day after day a very good day: Winds come and trees bow.
One snowflake falling on a burning furnace.
However priceless, a piece of gold In the eye is nothing but grit.
He dies, I die - Where can we meet?
Worldly passions inseparable from satori.
Spring comes: grass grows.
To call heaven earth makes it earth? To name earth heaven makes it heaven?
Open your mouth— instantly wrong; Move your tongue— against the truth.
Go a thousand miles not moving a foot!
Seek satori within yourself! Where else?
Reach for it, and you'll miss; let it loose, and it'll follow.
Not flattered by praise, not hurt by blame.
Rich food doesn't tempt the man who has eaten.
It rains: the earth wet.
Cast away Dharma, Not to mention non-Dharma.
One blind man leads many blind men Into the fire hole hand in hand.
Need fire? Best strike a flint. Water? Dig a well.
Spring opens a hundred flowers — for whom?
Coming back with satori but everything just as before: Hermit Mountain's drizzle and mist, Crooked River's waves . . .
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.
Much understand, much problem. Little understand, little problem. Complete DON'T KNOW, no problem.
A hungry dog bites a dry bone.
Where no Buddha, the Buddha works.
What is the color of the wind? Where does the rain come from?
From outside the shoes, to scratch where you itch.
Heaven, earth, and I: the same root. Everything and I: one thing.
When cold say cold; When hot say hot.
No good thought, no evil thought.
With the slightest yes and no, Mind is lost in confusion.
Once you preach, the point is gone.
Fire is hot; water, cold.
Sitting motionless, nothing happening — Spring coming, grass growing.
The Billion Worlds, a bubble on the sea; All Buddhas and Patriarchs, a flash of lightning.
Produce Mind Without attachment to anything.
Killing or vivifying is in these hands.
The man who's drunk water Knows if it's cool or warm.
Seeking words, chasing phrases: When do you have time for satori?
From the origins nothing exists.