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Brand: Answer me, God, in the jaws of death: Is there no salvation for the Will of Man? No small measure of salvation? [The avalanche buries him. The valley is swallowed up.] A Voice: [Calls through the crashing thunder] He is the God of Love.
Henrik Ibsen
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