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