I have seen all the works that are done under the sun; and, behold, all is vanity and like grasping the wind.

And I set my heart to know wisdom, and to know madness and folly: I perceived that this also is like grasping the wind.

Then I looked on all the works that my hands had made, and on the labor that I had expended on it: and, behold, all was vanity and like grasping the wind, and there was no profit under the sun.

Therefore I hated life; because the work that is done under the sun is grievous unto me: for all is vanity and like grasping the wind.

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?