" Life was like one big marching army. Death ran alongside and picked off a soldier here and there, but that didn’t affect the army. Its march continued, and its size didn’t seem to diminish. On the contrary, it grew on into eternity, so that no one was alone in death. Someone else would always follow. That was what counted. Such was the chain of life: unbreakable. But "

― Carsten Jensen , We, the Drowned