Better is a hand filled with rest than both hands filled with toil and feeding on wind.
Better is the little of the righteous one, Than the riches of many wrongdoers.
Better is a little with righteousness, Than a large income without right-ruling.
Better is a dry piece of bread and rest with it, Than a house filled with the offerings of strife.
I have seen all the works that are done under the sun. And see, all was futile and feeding on wind.
And I set my heart to know wisdom – and to know madness and folly. I know that this too is feeding on wind.
Then I looked again at futility under the sun: