Jacob answered, "My life of wandering has lasted a hundred and thirty years. Those years have been few and difficult, unlike the long years of my ancestors in their wanderings."

If a man dies, can he come back to life? But I will wait for better times, wait till this time of trouble is ended.

How short you have made my life! In your sight my lifetime seems nothing. Indeed every living being is no more than a puff of wind,

no more than a shadow. All we do is for nothing; we gather wealth, but don't know who will get it.

What I mean, my friends, is this: there is not much time left, and from now on married people should live as though they were not married;

You don't even know what your life tomorrow will be! You are like a puff of smoke, which appears for a moment and then disappears.