No man is an island, entire of itself. Every man is 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 ask for whom the bell tolls, it tolls for thee.
Nikdo neni sam o sobe ostrovem, kazdy clovek tvori kousek kontinentu, cast
celku. Smrt kazdeho mne oslabi, nebot jsem soucasti lidstva. A proto se nikdy
neptej, komu ted zvoni hrana. Zvoni tobe.
John Donne (1572-1631)
http://pages.infinit.net/impulsar/donne.html
http://www.healingourselves.com
(Neumely preklad: Tuttle)
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