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