A fool’s lips enter into strife, And his mouth calls for blows.
A stone is heavy and sand is weighty, But a fool’s wrath is heavier than both.
When a wise man disputes with a foolish man, Whether he rages or laughs, there is no peace.
It is better to dwell in a corner of a roof, Than in a house shared with a contentious woman.
For a man to cease from strife is esteem, But every fool bursts out.
Judgments are in store for scoffers, And beatings for the backs of fools.
One of great wrath bears punishment; For if you rescue him, You only have to do it again.
The beginning of strife is like releasing water; Therefore stop fighting before it breaks out.
The wise fears and turns away from evil, But a fool rushes on and is reckless.
In the mouth of a fool is a rod of pride, But the lips of the wise guard them.
By pride comes only strife, But wisdom is with those who take advice.
A fool’s wrath is known at once, But a clever one covers shame.
Cast out the scoffer and strife goes out, And contention and shame cease.