16 Whoever hideth her hideth the wind, and the ointment of his right hand which bewrayeth itself.
17 Iron sharpeneth iron; so a man sharpeneth the countenance of his friend.
18 He that keepeth the fig-tree shall eat the fruit of it: so he that waiteth on his master shall be honored.
19 As in water face answereth to face, so the heart of man to man.
20 Hell and destruction are never full; so the eyes of man are never satisfied.
21 As the fining-pot for silver, and the furnace for gold; so is a man to his praise.
22 Though thou shouldst bray a fool in a mortar among wheat with a pestle, yet his foolishness will not depart from him.