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