17. So life came to mean nothing to me, because everything in it had brought me nothing but trouble. It had all been useless; I had been chasing the wind.
18. Nothing that I had worked for and earned meant a thing to me, because I knew that I would have to leave it to my successor,
19. and he might be wise, or he might be foolish — who knows? Yet he will own everything I have worked for, everything my wisdom has earned for me in this world. It is all useless.
20. So I came to regret that I had worked so hard.