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