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