Like an archer wounding all who go by, is a foolish man overcome by drink.
Like a dog going back to the food which he has not been able to keep down, is the foolish man doing his foolish acts over again.
Have you seen a man who seems to himself to be wise? There is more hope for the foolish than for him.
The hater of work says, There is a lion in the way; a lion is in the streets.
A door is turned on its pillar, and the hater of work on his bed.
The hater of work puts his hand deep into the basin: lifting it again to his mouth is a weariness to him.
The hater of work seems to himself wiser than seven men who are able to give an answer with good sense.
He who gets mixed up in a fight which is not his business, is like one who takes a dog by the ears while it is going by.
As one who is off his head sends about flaming sticks and arrows of death,
So is the man who gets the better of his neighbour by deceit, and says, Am I not doing so in sport?
Without wood, the fire goes out; and where there is no secret talk, argument is ended.