Do you see a person wise in their own eyes? There is more hope for a fool than for them.
A sluggard says, “There’s a lion in the road, a fierce lion roaming the streets!”
As a door turns on its hinges, so a sluggard turns on his bed.
A sluggard buries his hand in the dish; he is too lazy to bring it back to his mouth.
A sluggard is wiser in his own eyes than seven people who answer discreetly.
Like one who grabs a stray dog by the ears is someone who rushes into a quarrel not their own.
Like a maniac shooting flaming arrows of death
is one who deceives their neighbor and says, “I was only joking!”
Without wood a fire goes out; without a gossip a quarrel dies down.
As charcoal to embers and as wood to fire, so is a quarrelsome person for kindling strife.
The words of a gossip are like choice morsels; they go down to the inmost parts.