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