No man is an island

"All mankind is of one author, and is one volume; when one man dies, one chapter is not torn out of the book, but translated into a better language; and every chapter must be so translated...
As therefore the bell that rings to a sermon, calls not upon the preacher only, but upon the congregation to come: so this bell calls us all: but how much more me, who am brought so near the door by this sickness....
No man is an island, entire of itself...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."

From Devotions Upon Emergent Occasions, Meditation XVII
John Donne (1572-1631)


Google Earth has just found a perfectly heart shaped island in Croatia. It is called Galesnjak and it lives bathing in the Adriatic Sea.
I think this image speaks for itself...
... but if you want to read something adorable about it, you go see what my friend just did HERE. It is a blog in Portuguese, so I will ease your live with a humble translation atempt.

Camp Fire
They found me a hart shaped island, bat the land was bare and desert dry. They found me a heart shaped island without potable blood, despite all the veins filled with blood. They found me an island in Croatia, that crashes over the bad weather. They found me an island inside my heart, that needs to eat and drink, where the sun shines the whole year.