All our life is but a going out to the place of execution, to death.
And dare love that, and say so too, And forget the He and She.
All whom war, dearth, age, agues, tyrannies, Despair, law, chance, hath slain.
Full nakedness! All my joys are due to thee, as souls unbodied, bodies unclothed must be, to taste whole joys.
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.
As soon as there was two there was pride.