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