There is one who pretends to be rich, but has nothing;
Another pretends to be poor, but has great wealth.

The first to plead his case seems right,
Until another comes and examines him.

“They struck me, but I did not become ill;
They beat me, but I did not know it.
When shall I awake?
I will seek another drink.”

Argue your case with your neighbor,
And do not reveal the secret of another,

Let another praise you, and not your own mouth;
A stranger, and not your own lips.

Iron sharpens iron,
So one man sharpens another.