"No man is an island,
Entire of itself,
Every man is a piece of the continent,
A part of the main.
If a clod be washed away by the sea,
Europe is the less.
As well as if a promontory were.
As well as if a manor of thy friend's
Or of thine own were:
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."
This one reason why every life, large and s,all, young and old, rich and poor matters. And why each one's story is important. I saw a lovely illustration of this. New York photographer Steve Hartman did a project posing complete strangers together. After a short time, the individuals began to express real feeling for the people they were with, across social boundaries, age, race and styles. Every man is a piece of the continent.