A foolish son is the grief of his father. And an argumentative wife is like a roof that is continually leaking.
Waters wear away stones, and with a flood the land is reduced little by little; and similarly, you will destroy man.
A wise son gladdens the father. Yet truly, a foolish son is the grief of his mother.
A wise son gladdens the father. But the foolish man despises his mother.
Whoever is a friend loves at all times. And a brother is proved by distress.
A foolish one is born into his own disgrace. But his father will not rejoice in one who is senseless.
A foolish son is the anger of the father and the grief of the mother who conceived him.
It is better to live in a deserted land, than with a quarrelsome and emotional woman.
It is better to sit in a corner of the attic, than with a contentious woman and in a shared house.
It is better to sit in a corner of the attic, than with an argumentative woman and in a shared house.
A roof leaking on a cold day, and an argumentative woman, are comparable.