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