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