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