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