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I have seen that every labor and every ^(C1)skill which is done is the result of rivalry between a person and his neighbor. This too is ^(C2)futility and striving after wind.

The fool ^(C1)folds his hands and ^(C2)consumes his own flesh.

One hand full of rest is ^(C1)better than two fists full of labor and striving after wind.

Then I looked again at futility under the sun.

There was a man without a ^(F1)dependent, having neither a son nor a brother, yet there was no end to all his labor. Indeed, ^(C1)his eyes were not satisfied with riches, and he never asked, "And ^(C2)for whom do I labor and deprive myself of pleasure?" This too is futility, and it is an ^(C3)unhappy task.