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