He who sends a message by the hand of a fool Cuts off feet, drinks damage.
As vinegar to the teeth and smoke to the eyes, So is the lazy one to those who send him.
A messenger that is wrong falls into evil, But a trustworthy envoy is a healing.
Like the cold of snow in time of harvest Is a trustworthy messenger to those who send him, For he refreshes the life of his masters.
Answer a fool according to his folly, Lest he become wise in his own eyes.
The legs of the lame hang limp So is a proverb in the mouth of fools.
But the men who had gone up with him said, “We are not able to go up against the people, for they are stronger than we.”