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