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