There is no memory of the former; neither shall there be any memory of the latter that are to come, among those that shall come after.

Whatever my eyes desired, I didn't keep from them. I didn't withhold my heart from any joy, for my heart rejoiced because of all my labor, and this was my portion from all my labor.

Better is a poor and wise youth than an old and foolish king who doesn't know how to receive admonition any more.

For the living know that they will die, but the dead don't know anything, neither do they have any more a reward; for the memory of them is forgotten.

Also their love, their hatred, and their envy has perished long ago; neither have they any more a portion forever in anything that is done under the sun.