Avarice

“Again, I saw futility under the sun.”

“There is a man all alone, without even a son or brother. And though there is no end to his labor, his eyes are still not content with his wealth: “For whom do I toil and bereave my soul of enjoyment?” This too is futile—a miserable task.”

“He who loves money is never satisfied by money, and he who loves wealth is never satisfied by income. This too is futile.”

“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?”

“An overseer, then, must be above reproach, the husband of but one wife, temperate, self-controlled, respectable, hospitable, able to teach,”

“not dependent on wine, not violent but gentle, peaceable, and free of the love of money.”

“and constant friction between men of depraved mind who are devoid of the truth. These men regard godliness as a means of gain.”

“For the love of money is the root of all kinds of evil. By craving it, some have wandered away from the faith and pierced themselves with many sorrows.”