so shall your poverty come as one who travels, and your need like an armed man.
He who deals with a lazy hand becomes poor; but the hand of the hard worker makes rich.
The soul of the sluggard desires and has nothing; but the soul of the hard worker shall be made fat.
Laziness throws one into a deep sleep, and an idle soul shall suffer hunger.
Do not love sleep, lest you come to poverty; open your eyes and you shall be satisfied with bread.
The lazy one will not plow; after the autumn he shall beg in harvest and have nothing.
for the drunkard and the glutton lose all, and sleepiness shall clothe a man with rags.
A little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to lie down;
then your poverty comes stalking, and your want like a man armed with a shield.
The fool folds his hands together, and eats his own flesh.