No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent. – John Donne
No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace as I have seen in one autumnal face. – John Donne

No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent. – John Donne
No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace as I have seen in one autumnal face. – John Donne
He must pull out his own eyes, and see no creature, before he can say, he sees no God He must be no man, and quench his reasonable soul, before he can say to himself, there is no God. – John Donne
I observe the physician with the same diligence as the disease. – John Donne