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