And Barzillai said to the king, How much of my life is still before me, for me to go up to Jerusalem with the king?
And the king said to Barzillai, Come over with me, and I will take care of you in Jerusalem.
If death takes a man, will he come to life again? All the days of my trouble I would be waiting, till the time came for me to be free.
But I say this, my brothers, the time is short; and from now it will be wise for those who have wives to be as if they had them not;
When you are not certain what will take place tomorrow. What is your life? It is a mist, which is seen for a little time and then is gone.