Kalliste/Introduction

Vanity of vanities, all is vanity.

What profit has a man from all of his labour
in which he toils under the sun?
One generation passes away, and another generation comes;
but the Earth abides forever.
The sun also rises and the sun goes down,
and hastens to the place where it arose.
The wind goes toward the south,
and turns around to the north;
the wind whirls about continually
and comes again on its circuit.
All the rivers run into the sea,
yet the sea is not full;
to the place from which the rivers come
there they return again.

Vanity of vanities, all is vanity.