The craving of the slacker kills him because his hands refuse to work.
The slacker craves yet has nothing, but the soul of the diligent is fully satisfied.
‘You wicked, lazy servant!’ replied his master. ‘You knew that I reap where I have not sown and gather where I have not
The slacker buries his hand in the dish; he will not even bring it back to his mouth.
The hand of the diligent will rule, but laziness ends in forced labor.
A lazy man does not roast his game, but a diligent man prizes his possession.
The slacker is wiser in his own eyes than seven men who answer discreetly.
The way of the slacker is like a hedge of thorns, but the path of the upright is a highway.
The slacker does not plow in season; at harvest time he looks, but nothing is there.
I went past the field of a slacker and by the vineyard of a man lacking judgment.
The slacker says, “A lion is in the road! A fierce lion roams the public square!”
The slacker says, “There is a lion outside! I will be slain in the streets!”
Walk in the manner of the ant, O slacker; observe its ways and become wise.