A foolish son is the destruction of his father; and the bitter arguments of a wife are like drops of rain falling without end.
The stones are crushed small by the force of the waters; the dust of the earth is washed away by their overflowing: and so you put an end to the hope of man.
A wise son makes a glad father, but a foolish son is a sorrow to his mother.
A wise son makes a glad father, but a foolish man has no respect for his mother.
A friend is loving at all times, and becomes a brother in times of trouble.
He who has an unwise son gets sorrow for himself, and the father of a foolish son has no joy.
A foolish son is a grief to his father, and bitter pain to her who gave him birth.
It is better to be living in a waste land, than with a bitter-tongued and angry woman.
It is better to be living in an angle of the house-top, than with a bitter-tongued woman in a wide house.
Like an unending dropping on a day of rain is a bitter-tongued woman.