For the gaining of it is better than the gaining of silver, And the profit thereof than fine gold.

But in the end she is bitter as wormwood, Sharp as a two-edged sword.

For wisdom is better than rubies; And all the things that may be desired are not to be compared unto it.

My fruit is better than gold, yea, than fine gold; And my revenue than choice silver.

Better is he that is lightly esteemed, and hath a servant, Than he that honoreth himself, and lacketh bread.

Better is little, with the fear of Jehovah, Than great treasure and trouble therewith.

Better is a dinner of herbs, where love is, Than a stalled ox and hatred therewith.

Better is a little, with righteousness, Than great revenues with injustice.

How much better is it to get wisdom than gold! Yea, to get understanding is rather to be chosen than silver.

Better it is to be of a lowly spirit with the poor, Than to divide the spoil with the proud.

He that is slow to anger is better than the mighty; And he that ruleth his spirit, than he that taketh a city.

Better is a dry morsel, and quietness therewith, Than a house full of feasting with strife.

Better is the poor that walketh in his integrity Than he that is perverse in his lips and is a fool.

That which maketh a man to be desired is his kindness; And a poor man is better than a liar.

It is better to dwell in the corner of the housetop, Than with a contentious woman in a wide house.

It is better to dwell in a desert land, Than with a contentious and fretful woman.

For better is it that it be said unto thee, Come up hither, Than that thou shouldest be put lower in the presence of the prince, Whom thine eyes have seen.

It is better to dwell in the corner of the housetop, Than with a contentious woman in a wide house.

Better is open rebuke Than love that is hidden.

The full soul loatheth a honeycomb; But to the hungry soul every bitter thing is sweet.

Thine own friend, and thy father's friend, forsake not; And go not to thy brother's house in the day of thy calamity: Better is a neighbor that is near than a brother far off.

Better is the poor that walketh in his integrity, Than he that is perverse in his ways, though he be rich.

For the churning of milk bringeth forth butter, And the wringing of the nose bringeth forth blood; So the forcing of wrath bringeth forth strife.

Give strong drink unto him that is ready to perish, And wine unto the bitter in soul: