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