The miserly gets money and belongings purposeless together,
the waster spends it purposeless.
The miserly has no, the waster has a useless pleasure of its own.
The miserly can come back to the golden middle way, every time he wants;
for the waster it gets more and more difficult, the more he is off that way.
The miserly can, but wants it seldom;
the waster wants often, but he can no longer.
The one makes himself enemies; the other gets friends, who are worse then enemies.
Those man is tormented by the wish to get further; This man his remorse that had come so far already.
Stinginess is the root of all evil;
Waste is a tree full of bitter fruits.
The miserly is consumed by worry, the waster by the debauchery.
One has the fruit as a reward at the end, the other has grief.
Not infrequently the young waster will become a stingy old man.
The fortune of stingy collectors will come very often to wasteful and in the proper sense, laughing heirs. (Johann Peter Hebel)