Quotes About Vanity

There is no limit to all the people who were before them. Yet the successor will not be celebrated by those who come even later. This too is futile and a pursuit of the wind.

When good things increase, so do those who consume them; what then is the profit to the owner, except to behold them with his eyes?

This too is a grievous evil: Exactly as a man is born, so he will depart. What does he gain as he toils for the wind?

Better what the eye can see than the wandering of desire. This too is futile and a pursuit of the wind.

For like the crackling of thorns under the pot, so is the laughter of the fool. This too is futile.

“Futility of futilities,” says the Teacher. “Everything is futile!”

The LORD also says: “Because the daughters of Zion are haughty—walking with heads held high and wanton eyes, prancing and skipping as they go, jingling the bracelets on their ankles—

In that day the Lord will take away their finery: their anklets and headbands and crescents;

their pendants, bracelets, and veils;

their headdresses, ankle chains, and sashes; their perfume bottles and charms;

and their mirrors, linen garments, tiaras, and shawls.

Your pomp has been brought down to Sheol, along with the music of your harps. Maggots are your bed and worms your blanket.

We have heard of Moabís pomposity, his exceeding pride and conceit, his overflowing arrogance. But his boasting is empty.

You conceive chaff; you give birth to stubble. Your breath is a fire that will consume you.

See, they are all a delusion; their works amount to nothing; their images are as empty as the wind.

You said, ëI will be queen forever.í You did not take these things to heart or consider their outcome.

And you, O devastated one, what will you do, though you dress yourself in scarlet, though you adorn yourself with gold jewelry, though you enlarge your eyes with paint? You adorn yourself in vain; your lovers despise you; they want to take your life.

We have heard of Moabís pomposity, his exceeding pride and conceit, his proud arrogance and haughtiness of heart.

They are worthless, a work to be mocked. In the time of their punishment they will perish.

But because of your fame, you trusted in your beauty and played the harlot. You lavished your favors on everyone who passed by, and your beauty was theirs for the asking.

you built yourself a mound and made yourself a lofty shrine in every public square.

But when you built your mounds at the head of every street and made your lofty shrines in every public square, you were not even like a prostitute, because you scorned payment.

the king exclaimed, “Is this not Babylon the Great, which I myself have built by the might of my power as a royal residence and for the glory of my majesty?”

As they drank the wine, they praised their gods of gold and silver, bronze and iron, wood and stone.