Prospero: My ancestors tried to find it. And to open the door that separates us from our Creator. Francesca: But you need no doors to find God. If you believe... Prospero: Believe? If you believe you are gullible. Can you look around this world and believe in the goodness of a god who rules it? Famine, Pestilence, War, Disease and Death! They rule this world. Francesca: There is also love and life and hope. Prospero: Very little hope I assure you. No. If a god of love and life ever did exist... he is long since dead. Someone... something, rules in his place.

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