But Barzillai said to the sovereign, “How many are the days of my life, that I should go up with the sovereign to Yerushalayim?
And the sovereign said to Barzillai, “Pass over with me, and I shall provide for you with me in Yerushalayim.”
If a man dies, would he live again? All the days of my struggle I wait, till my change comes.
And this I say, brothers, the time is short, so that from now on even those who have wives should be as though they had none,
when you do not know of tomorrow. For what is your life? For it is a vapour that appears for a little, and then disappears –