Keep thy way far from her, and come not nigh the doors of her house:

Beside the gates, at the opening to the city,
At the entrance of the doors, she cries out:

Happy is the man who gives ear to me, watching at my doors day by day, keeping his place by the pillars of my house.

sitteth in the doors of her house upon a stool above in the city,

The knees of the evil are bent before the good; and sinners go down in the dust at the doors of the upright.

A person's gift opens doors for him, bringing him access to important people.

A door is turned on its pillar, and the hater of work on his bed.

He who loves transgression loves strife;
He who raises his door seeks destruction.