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