And I commended the ones who died, those who already have died, more than the living. that they are still alive.
And I hated life; because the work that is done under the sun is an evil thing to me; for all is vanity and striving after wind.
A good name is better than good oil; and the day of death than the day of one’s birth.
Weep not for the ones who died and do not lament for him; weep bitterly for him who goes away, for he shall return no more, nor see the land of his birth.