The sluggard is wiser in his own estimation than seven people who respond with good sense.

Go to the ant, you sluggard; observe its ways and be wise!

How long, you sluggard, will you lie there? When will you rise from your sleep?

The appetite of the sluggard craves but gets nothing, but the desire of the diligent will be abundantly satisfied.

The way of the sluggard is like a hedge of thorns, but the path of the upright is like a highway.

The sluggard will not plow during the planting season, so at harvest time he looks for the crop but has nothing.

What the sluggard desires will kill him, for his hands refuse to work.

The sluggard says, “There is a lion outside! I will be killed in the middle of the streets!”

The sluggard says, “There is a lion in the road! A lion in the streets!”

The sluggard plunges his hand in the dish; he is too lazy to bring it back to his mouth.

The sluggard plunges his hand in the dish, and he will not even bring it back to his mouth!

I passed by the field of a sluggard, by the vineyard of one who lacks wisdom.