No man is an island

Learning of friends losing loved ones and relatives always leaves me a little sad, even if they were not direct friends it effects us all. More than ever this poem by John Donne says how I feel right now. (excuse the use of noun ‘Man’ it was written in 1624) ((Spot the Hemingway title… )) This poem describes how we are all connected and one person’s loss is a loss for us all.

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 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. MEDITATION XVII Devotions upon Emergent Occasions John Donne My love and kind wishes go out to all the Veeva folks experiencing loss at the moment

Published by NCS

reader of great literature, teller of tales, photographer of mostly awful snaps but on occasion I am half decent.

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