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