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