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