“Our Life is nothing but a Winter's day;
Some only break their Fast, and so away:
Others stay to Dinner, and depart full fed:
The deepest Age but Sups, and goes to Bed:
He's most in debt that lingers out the Day:
Who dies soonest, has less, and less to pay.”
―Francis Quarles
No man is an island entire of itself; every man
ReplyDeleteis a piece of the continent, a part of the main;
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.