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
Spent the past few days researching Ingmar Bergman for a study of the themes of pain, death and religion. That quote reminds me of Spain and somehow had to end up here this evening while watching Winter Light.
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