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