They are like children sitting in the marketplace, and calling to each other, and saying, We piped to you, and ye did not dance. We mourned to you, and ye did not weep.
Why is there a price in the hand of a fool to buy wisdom, since he has no understanding?
And the streets of the city shall be full of boys and girls playing in the streets of it.
And having gone out about the third hour, he saw others having stood idle in the marketplace.
To what, then will I compare the men of this generation, and to what are they like?
For John the immerser has come neither eating bread nor drinking wine, and ye say, He has a demon.