Monday, 12 July 2010

Appropriate Sentiments

Last week, I wrote a few brief words at the passing of a friend. Still sad about this, I thought the following words appropriate.


No man is an island entire of itself; every man
is a piece of the continent, a part of the main;
if a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe
is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as
well as any manner of thy friends or of thine
own were; 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.

John Donne  (1572-1631)