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