Can that which is tasteless be eaten without salt? or is there any taste in the white of an egg?

Is my strength the strength of stones? or is my flesh of bronze?

But man dies, and wastes away: yea, man expires, and where is he?

He wanders abroad for bread, saying, Where is it? he knows that the day of darkness is ready at his hand.

And where is now my hope? as for my hope, who shall see it?

Yet he shall perish forever like his own refuse: they who have seen him shall say, Where is he?

For you say, Where is the house of the prince? and where are the dwelling places of the wicked?

Is it any pleasure to the Almighty, that you are righteous? or is it gain to him, that you make your ways blameless?

But where shall wisdom be found? and where is the place of understanding?

From where then comes wisdom? and where is the place of understanding?

But none says, Where is God my maker, who gives songs in the night;

Where is the way where light dwells? and as for darkness, where is its place,