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