Faithful are the wounds of a friend; profuse are the kisses of an enemy.
Let a righteous man strike me—it is a kindness; let him rebuke me—it is oil for my head; let my head not refuse it. Yet my prayer is continually against their evil deeds.
Those whom I love, I reprove and discipline, so be zealous and repent.
For they disciplined us for a short time as it seemed best to them, but he disciplines us for our good, that we may share his holiness.
The one who conceals hatred has lying lips, and whoever utters slander is a fool.
Blows that wound cleanse away evil; strokes make clean the innermost parts.
One who is full loathes honey, but to one who is hungry everything bitter is sweet.
Whoever rebukes a man will afterward find more favor than he who flatters with his tongue.