Integral . All seemed one, humanized machine and mechanized humans. It was the most magnificent, the most stirring beauty, harmony, music!

Quick! Down! To them, and with them! And I descended and mingled with them, fused with their mass, caught in the rhythm of steel and glass. Their movements were measured, tense and round. Their cheeks were colored with health, their mirror-like foreheads not clouded by the insanity of thinking. I was floating upon a mirror-like sea. I was reposing.⁠ ⁠… Suddenly one of them turned toward me his carefree face.

“Well, better today?”

“What better?”

“You were not here yesterday. And we thought something serious.⁠ ⁠…” His forehead was shining; a childish and innocent smile.