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