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