Can that which hath no savor 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 brass?

But man dieth, and is laid low: Yea, man giveth up the ghost, and where is he?

He wandereth abroad for bread,'saying , Where is it? He knoweth that the day of darkness is ready at his hand.

Yet he shall perish for ever like his own dung: They that have seen him shall say, Where is he?

For ye say, Where is the house of the prince? And where is the tent wherein the wicked dwelt?

Is it any pleasure to the Almighty, that thou art righteous? Or is it gain to him , that thou makest thy ways perfect?

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

Whence then cometh wisdom? And where is the place of understanding?

But none saith, Where is God my Maker, Who giveth songs in the night,

Where is the way to the dwelling of light? And as for darkness, where is the place thereof,