How many times go we to comedies, to masques, to places of great and noble resort, nay even to church only to see the company.
John DonneAnd now good morrow to our waking souls, Which watch not one another out of fear; For love, all love of other sights controls, And makes one little room, an everywhere. Let sea-discoverers to new worlds have gone, Let maps to other, worlds on worlds have shown, Let us possess one world, each hath one, and is one.
John Donne