God's blessing makes life rich; nothing we do can improve on God.
An empty-head thinks mischief is fun, but a mindful person relishes wisdom.
The nightmares of the wicked come true; what the good people desire, they get.
When the storm is over, there's nothing left of the wicked; good people, firm on their rock foundation, aren't even fazed.
A lazy employee will give you nothing but trouble; it's vinegar in the mouth, smoke in the eyes.
The Fear-of-God expands your life; a wicked life is a puny life.
The aspirations of good people end in celebration; the ambitions of bad people crash.
God is solid backing to a well-lived life, but he calls into question a shabby performance.
Good people last - they can't be moved; the wicked are here today, gone tomorrow.
A good person's mouth is a clear fountain of wisdom; a foul mouth is a stagnant swamp.
The speech of a good person clears the air; the words of the wicked pollute it.