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Pulse of the machine
"And now I see with eye serene
The very pulse of the machine;
A Being breathing thoughtful breath,
A Traveller between life and death"
William Wordsworth
“The Worldly Hope men set their Hearts upon Turns Ashes--or it prospers; and anon, Like Snow upon the Desert's dusty Face Lighting a little Hour or two--is gone.” ― Omar Khayyám,
"In youth I sought the prince of men,Captain in cosmic wars,
Our Titan, even the weeds would show. Defiant, to the stars.
But now a great thing in the street
seems any human nod,
Where shift in strange democracy
The million masks of God" -Chesterton
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