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