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