On the top of high places by the way, where the paths meet, she stands.

Where no wise guidance is, the people fall, but in the multitude of counselors there is safety.

Where no oxen are, the crib is clean, but by the strength of the ox is much increase.

Better is a dinner of herbs where love is, than a fatted ox and hatred with it.

Where there is no counsel, plans are disappointed, but in the multitude of counselors they are established.

For lack of wood the fire goes out, and where there is no whisperer, contention ceases.

Where there is no vision, the people cast off restraint, but he who keeps the law, happy is he.

It is not for kings, O Lemuel, it is not for kings to drink wine, nor for rulers [to say], Where is strong drink?