and he asked Amnon, “Why are you, the king’s son, so miserable every morning? Won’t you tell me?”

Amnon replied, “I’m in love with Tamar, my brother Absalom’s sister.”

I have heard many things like these.
You are all miserable comforters.

All the days of the oppressed are miserable,
but a cheerful heart has a continual feast.

I applied my mind to seek and explore through wisdom all that is done under heaven. God has given people this miserable task to keep them occupied.

There is a person without a companion, without even a son or brother, and though there is no end to all his struggles, his eyes are still not content with riches. “So who am I struggling for,” he asks, “and depriving myself from good?” This too is futile and a miserable task.

Cry aloud, daughter of Gallim!
Listen, Laishah!
Anathoth is miserable.