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