Blowing toward the south, Then turning toward the north, The wind continues swirling along; And on its circular courses the wind returns.

I have seen all the works which have been done under the sun, and behold, all is futility and striving after wind.

And I applied my mind to know wisdom and to know insanity and foolishness; I realized that this also is striving after wind.

So I considered all my activities which my hands had done and the labor which I had exerted, and behold, all was futility and striving after wind, and there was no benefit under the sun.

So I hated life, for the work which had been done under the sun was unhappy to me; because everything is futility and striving after wind.

For to a person who is good in His sight, He has given wisdom and knowledge and joy, while to the sinner He has given the task of gathering and collecting so that he may give to one who is good in God’s sight. This too is futility and striving after wind.

I have seen that every labor and every skill which is done is the result of rivalry between a person and his neighbor. This too is futility and striving after wind.

One hand full of rest is better than two fists full of labor and striving after wind.

There is no end to all the people, to all who were before them. Even the ones who will come later will not be happy with him; for this too is futility and striving after wind.

This also is a sickening evil: exactly as a person is born, so will he die. What then is the advantage for him who labors for the wind?

What the eyes see is better than what the soul desires. This too is futility and striving after wind.

No one has authority over the wind to restrain the wind, nor authority over the day of death; and there is no military discharge in the time of war, and evil will not save those who practice it.

One who watches the wind will not sow and one who looks at the clouds will not harvest.

Just as you do not know the path of the wind, and how bones are formed in the womb of the pregnant woman, so you do not know the activity of God who makes everything.

on the day that the watchmen of the house tremble, and strong men are bent over, the grinders stop working because they are few, and those who look through windows grow dim;