Everything is true just as it is: Why dislike it? Why hate?
What is the color of the wind? Where does the rain come from?
From outside the shoes, to scratch where you itch.
Produce Mind Without attachment to anything.
Not flattered by praise, not hurt by blame.
Open your mouth— instantly wrong; Move your tongue— against the truth.
Seeking words, chasing phrases: When do you have time for satori?
It rains: the earth wet.
A smiling face offers mercy; A troubled mind contains vicious poison.
Once you preach, the point is gone.
Much understand, much problem. Little understand, little problem. Complete DON'T KNOW, no problem.
Sitting motionless, nothing happening — Spring coming, grass growing.
One blind man leads many blind men Into the fire hole hand in hand.
A hungry dog bites a dry bone.
One snowflake falling on a burning furnace.
Seek satori within yourself! Where else?
Walking is Zen; sitting, too.
However priceless, a piece of gold In the eye is nothing but grit.
Coming back with satori but everything just as before: Hermit Mountain's drizzle and mist, Crooked River's waves . . .
Killing or vivifying is in these hands.
The Billion Worlds, a bubble on the sea; All Buddhas and Patriarchs, a flash of lightning.
Watch your own steps!
The man who's drunk water Knows if it's cool or warm.
He dies, I die - Where can we meet?
Reach for it, and you'll miss; let it loose, and it'll follow.
Ordinary mind is the Way.
Merciful words come out of the merciful mouth.
Rich food doesn't tempt the man who has eaten.
Where no Buddha, the Buddha works.
Ten thousand laws end in One : Don't stick to that, either!
Pictured rice cakes dissolve hunger?
Angry waves: not so dangerous as man's mind.
Meeting Sakyamuni, kill him! Meeting Bodhidharma, kill him, too!
To call heaven earth makes it earth? To name earth heaven makes it heaven?
Teaching beyond teaching; No leaning on words and letters.
No good thought, no evil thought.
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.
Worldly passions inseparable from satori.
When cold say cold; When hot say hot.
Spring opens a hundred flowers — for whom?
Need fire? Best strike a flint. Water? Dig a well.
Watch all sentient beings with merciful eyes.
Cast away Dharma, Not to mention non-Dharma.
With the slightest yes and no, Mind is lost in confusion.
No ugliness in a loved child.
Fire is hot; water, cold.
Spring comes: grass grows.
Day after day a very good day: Winds come and trees bow.
Go a thousand miles not moving a foot!
Heaven, earth, and I: the same root. Everything and I: one thing.