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