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