Where no Buddha, the Buddha works.

From the origins nothing exists.

Day after day a very good day: Winds come and trees bow.

To call heaven earth makes it earth? To name earth heaven makes it heaven?

Watch your own steps!

Open your mouth— instantly wrong; Move your tongue— against the truth.

Heaven, earth, and I: the same root. Everything and I: one thing.

Sitting motionless, nothing happening — Spring coming, grass growing.

Reach for it, and you'll miss; let it loose, and it'll follow.

Ordinary mind is the Way.

However priceless, a piece of gold In the eye is nothing but grit.

A smiling face offers mercy; A troubled mind contains vicious poison.

Cast away Dharma, Not to mention non-Dharma.

With the slightest yes and no, Mind is lost in confusion.

Watch all sentient beings with merciful eyes.

Go a thousand miles not moving a foot!

Coming back with satori but everything just as before: Hermit Mountain's drizzle and mist, Crooked River's waves . . .

A hungry dog bites a dry bone.

Produce Mind Without attachment to anything.

It rains: the earth wet.

Rich food doesn't tempt the man who has eaten.

Spring comes: grass grows.

The man who's drunk water Knows if it's cool or warm.

Never comparable to anything: How can I preach it?

No good thought, no evil thought.

Everything is true just as it is: Why dislike it? Why hate?

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.

Seek satori within yourself! Where else?

The Billion Worlds, a bubble on the sea; All Buddhas and Patriarchs, a flash of lightning.

He dies, I die - Where can we meet?

Meeting Sakyamuni, kill him! Meeting Bodhidharma, kill him, too!

Not flattered by praise, not hurt by blame.

Once you preach, the point is gone.

Pictured rice cakes dissolve hunger?

Need fire? Best strike a flint. Water? Dig a well.

Fire is hot; water, cold.

Walking is Zen; sitting, too.

Much understand, much problem. Little understand, little problem. Complete DON'T KNOW, no problem.

One snowflake falling on a burning furnace.

Teaching beyond teaching; No leaning on words and letters.

Merciful words come out of the merciful mouth.

What is the color of the wind? Where does the rain come from?

Worldly passions inseparable from satori.

Angry waves: not so dangerous as man's mind.

Spring opens a hundred flowers — for whom?

Killing or vivifying is in these hands.

When cold say cold; When hot say hot.

From outside the shoes, to scratch where you itch.

No ugliness in a loved child.