No Man is an Island.
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 if a manor of thy friend’s 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.-
I suggest to you that this is the deepest of truths. We are not islands, and just as we are diminished by the loss or diminishment of our fellows, so we are expanded by their expansion or growth. Because I am involved in humankind, any human’s joy is my joy, success is my success, love is my love; and my joy, success, and love expands those around me.
We are one in everything—in life as in death.