No man is an island, entire of itself.
Everyman is a piece of the continent, part of the main.
If a clod be washed away by the sea. Europe is the less
As well as if a promontary were
As well as if a manor of thy friends or of thine own were
Any man's death diminishes me, because I am in involved in man kind
And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls, it tolls for thee..
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