John Donne


No man is an Island, entire of itself;
every man is a piece of the Continent,
a part of the main …
any man’s death diminishes me,
because I am involved in Mankind.
And therefore, never send to know
for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for Thee.

For love all love of other sights controls, and makes one little room an everywhere.

"The Good Morrow"