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