STRIVING AFTER THE WIND

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"I said to myself, "I know more and I'm wiser than anyone before me. I've stockpiled wisdom and knowledge.
What I've finally concluded is, that so-called wisdom and knowledge are mindless and witless - nothing but spitting into the wind.
And I applied my mind to know wisdom and to know madness and folly.
I perceived that this also is but a striving after wind."
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