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