When one is taken away, sorrow remains. But the resources of a destitute man is found in his heart.
Don’t give your heart over to grief; stay away from it, remembering your own end.
In withdrawing aside sorrow remaineth: and the substance of the poor is according to his heart.
Don't lose yourself in sorrow; drive it away. Remember that we must all die sometime.
Don’t give your heart to sorrow. Put it away, remembering the end.
Put away your grief and enjoy what is left of your own life.