Who casts not up his eye to the sun when it rises? But who takes off his eye from a comet, when that breaks out? who bends not his ear to any bell, which upon any occasion rings? But who can remove it from that bell, which is passing a piece of himself out of this world?
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.
- John Donne, Meditation XVII
Saturday, August 3, 2013
Who takes his eye from a comet?
Brigid emails to say that Tin Can Assassin is back in the hospital with heart problems. This is the second time this has happened, which isn't ever good. He has a donate button up on his site, if you can spare something for one of our fellows in this corner of the Internet.
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