For those of us who grew up with the comedy of Robin Williams, we felt as if we could be friends. We knew that if ever we were to meet him, he would make us laugh, and we would enjoy each other’s company. And so his passing feels for so many of us like the death of a friend. Not a celebrity or a comedian, but a friend.
So long, Robin. You will be missed.
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.