And I turned myself to behold wisdom, and madness, and folly: for what can a man do that comes after the king? even that which has been already done.

For who can eat, or who else can have enjoyment, more than I?

He has made every thing beautiful in its time: also he has put eternity in men's hearts, so that no man can find out the work that God does from the beginning to the end.

I know that, whatsoever God does, it shall be forever: nothing can be added to it, nor any thing taken from it: and God does it, that men should fear before him.

Therefore I perceive that there is nothing better, than that a man should rejoice in his own works; for that is his lot: for who can bring him to see what shall be after him?

Again, if two lie together, then they have heat: but how can one be warm alone?

For who knows what is good for man in this life, all the days of his vain life which he spends like a shadow? for who can tell a man what shall be after him under the sun?

Consider the work of God: for who can make that straight, which he has made crooked?

That which is far off, and exceedingly deep, who can find it out?

For he knows not that which shall be: for who can tell him when it shall be?

A fool also is full of words: a man cannot tell what shall be; and what shall be after him, who can tell him?