CORMAC McCARTHY IS DEAD

my heart raw Ive no words

John Donne speaks for me

No man is an Iland, intire of itselfe; every man 

is a peece of the Continent, a part of the maine; 

if a Clod bee washed away by the Sea, Europe 

is the lesse, as well as if Promontorie were, as 

well as if a Manor of they friends or of thine

owne were; any mans death diminishes me, 

because I am involved in Mankinde; 

And therefore never send to know from whom

the bell tolls; It tolls for thee.

MEDITATION XVII  Devotions upon Emergent Occasions

1612,  Twosday,  13  6. 23