No man is an island. 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 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.
(I think John Donne’s words ring truer now than ever. Black lives matter.)