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