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