Man is born to labour, and the bird to fly.
Man, born of a woman, living for a short time, is filled with many miseries.
Let no temptation take hold on you, but such as is human. And God is faithful, who will not suffer you to be tempted above that which you are able: but will make also with temptation issue, that you may be able to bear it.
For what profit shall a man have of all his labour, and vexation of spirit, with which he hath been tormented under the sun?
All things are hard: man cannot explain them by word. The eye is not filled with seeing, neither is the ear filled with hearing.
The life of man upon earth is a warfare, and his days are like the days of a hireling.
All his days axe full of sorrows and miseries, even in the night he doth not rest in mind: and is not this vanity?
Why came I out of the womb to see labour and sorrow, and that my days should be spent in confusion?
There shall no evil come to thee: nor shall the scourge come near thy dwelling.