he who hides her hides the wind, and the oil of his right hand cries out.
A constant dripping on a day of steady rain, and a woman of contentions are alike;
Iron on iron sharpens, and a man sharpens the face of his friend.
Then taking a pound of ointment of genuine, very costly spikenard, Mary anointed the feet of Jesus and wiped off His feet with her hair . And the house was filled with the fragrance of the ointment.