Produce Mind Without attachment to anything.
Not flattered by praise, not hurt by blame.
Cast away Dharma, Not to mention non-Dharma.
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.
One blind man leads many blind men Into the fire hole hand in hand.
From outside the shoes, to scratch where you itch.
Ten thousand laws end in One : Don't stick to that, either!
With the slightest yes and no, Mind is lost in confusion.
Killing or vivifying is in these hands.
Everything is true just as it is: Why dislike it? Why hate?
To call heaven earth makes it earth? To name earth heaven makes it heaven?
What is the color of the wind? Where does the rain come from?
Sitting motionless, nothing happening — Spring coming, grass growing.
Reach for it, and you'll miss; let it loose, and it'll follow.
No good thought, no evil thought.
Rich food doesn't tempt the man who has eaten.
Worldly passions inseparable from satori.
Teaching beyond teaching; No leaning on words and letters.
Spring opens a hundred flowers — for whom?
Go a thousand miles not moving a foot!
Seek satori within yourself! Where else?
Spring comes: grass grows.
Ordinary mind is the Way.
However priceless, a piece of gold In the eye is nothing but grit.
Fire is hot; water, cold.
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.
Open your mouth— instantly wrong; Move your tongue— against the truth.
Once you preach, the point is gone.
Watch all sentient beings with merciful eyes.
A hungry dog bites a dry bone.
Merciful words come out of the merciful mouth.
Walking is Zen; sitting, too.
Heaven, earth, and I: the same root. Everything and I: one thing.
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 . . .
Need fire? Best strike a flint. Water? Dig a well.
When cold say cold; When hot say hot.
One snowflake falling on a burning furnace.
Meeting Sakyamuni, kill him! Meeting Bodhidharma, kill him, too!
It rains: the earth wet.
No ugliness in a loved child.
Much understand, much problem. Little understand, little problem. Complete DON'T KNOW, no problem.
A smiling face offers mercy; A troubled mind contains vicious poison.
Angry waves: not so dangerous as man's mind.
The Billion Worlds, a bubble on the sea; All Buddhas and Patriarchs, a flash of lightning.
Watch your own steps!
Pictured rice cakes dissolve hunger?
He dies, I die - Where can we meet?
From the origins nothing exists.