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