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