The beginning of the words of his mouth is foolishness: and the end of his talk is mischievous madness.^*

A fool also is full of words: a man cannot tell what shall be; and what shall be after him, who can tell him?^*

The labour of the foolish wearieth every one of them, because he knoweth not how to go to the city.

Blessed art thou, O land, when thy king is the son of nobles, and thy princes eat in due season, for strength, and not for drunkenness!

¶ By much slothfulness the building decayeth; and through idleness of the hands the house droppeth through.

¶ A feast is made for laughter, and wine maketh merry: but money answereth all things.^*