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