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