But Barzillai said to the king, “How many years have I still to live, that I should go up with the king to Jerusalem?
And the king said to Barzillai, “Come over with me, and I will provide for you with me in Jerusalem.”
If a man die, shall he live again? All the days of my service I would wait, till my release should come.
I mean, brethren, the appointed time has grown very short; from now on, let those who have wives live as though they had none,
whereas you do not know about tomorrow. What is your life? For you are a mist that appears for a little time and then vanishes.