The fool folds his hands and eats his own flesh.
They slice meat on the right, but are still hungry, and they devour on the left, but are not satisfied; each devours the flesh of his own arm,
The sluggard does not plow in the autumn; he will seek at harvest and have nothing.
The soul of the sluggard craves and gets nothing, while the soul of the diligent is richly supplied.
Why should I take my flesh in my teeth and put my life in my hand?
Whoever is slothful will not roast his game, but the diligent man will get precious wealth.
A man who is kind benefits himself, but a cruel man hurts himself.
The words of a wise man’s mouth win him favor, but the lips of a fool consume him.
How long will you lie there, O sluggard? When will you arise from your sleep?