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 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.