Thursday, January 16, 2003

i denied myself nothing my eyes desired;
i refused my heart no pleasure.
my heart took delight in all my work,
and this was the reward for all my labor.
yet when i surveyed all that my hands had done
and what i had toiled to achieve,
everything was meaningless, a chasing after the wind;
nothing was gained under the sun.

ecclesiastes 2:10-11

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