Like a madman who shoots torches, arrows, and death, is the man who deceives his neighbor and says, “Am I not joking?” For lack of wood a fire goes out. Without gossip, a quarrel dies down. As coals are to hot embers, and wood to fire, so is a contentious man to kindling strife. The words of a whisperer are as dainty morsels, they go down into the innermost parts.