If a man begets a hundred children, and lives many years, so that the days of his years be many, and his soul be not filled with good, and also that he has no burial; I say, that an untimely birth is better than he.
Woe is me, my mother, that you have borne me a man of strife and a man of contention to the whole earth! I have neither lent at interest, nor have men lent to me at interest; yet every one of them curses me.