The sluggard will not plow because of the cold; therefore shall he beg in harvest, and have nothing.
He becomes poor that deals with a slack hand: but the hand of the diligent makes rich.
The soul of the sluggard desires, and has nothing: but the soul of the diligent shall be made fat.
Slothfulness casts into a deep sleep; and an idle soul shall suffer hunger.
A slothful man hides his hand in his bosom, and will not so much as bring it to his mouth again.
The thoughts in the heart of man are like deep water; but a man of understanding will draw it out.
The desire of the slothful kills him; for his hands refuse to labor.
So shall your poverty come as one that travels; and your want as an armed man.
Go to the ant, you sluggard; consider her ways, and be wise:
He that observes the wind shall not sow; and he that regards the clouds shall not reap.