I, the Teacher, was king of Israel, and I lived in Jerusalem.
I devoted myself to search for understanding and to explore by wisdom everything being done in the world. I soon discovered that God has dealt a tragic existence to the human race.
Everything under the sun is meaningless, like chasing the wind.
What is wrong cannot be righted. What is missing cannot be recovered.
I said to myself, "Look, I am wiser than any of the kings who ruled in Jerusalem before me. I have greater wisdom and knowledge than any of them."
So I worked hard to distinguish wisdom from foolishness. But now I realize that even this was like chasing the wind.
For the greater my wisdom, the greater my grief. To increase knowledge only increases sorrow.