A Person Should Not Be Too Honest.

There Is Poison In The Fang Of The Serpent, In The Mouth Of The Fly And In The Sting Of A Scorpion; But The Wicked Man Is Saturated With It.

A Wicked Wife, A False Friend, A Saucy Servant And Living In A House With A Serpent In It Are Nothing But Death.

He Who Look At A Woman Who Is Not His Wife As A Mother; Wealth That Is Not His As Dust And All The Men As Himself... Is A Happy Man. He, Who Sees All These Things Under A Different Light, Is A Blind.

Foolishness Is Indeed Painful, And Verily So Is Youth, But More Painful By Far Than Either Is Being Obliged In Another Person's House.

Time Perfects Men As Well As Destroys Them.