The body of the Integral is almost ready; it is an exquisite, oblong ellipsoid, made of our glass, which is everlasting like gold and flexible like steel. [...]

I watched the monstrous glass cranes easily rolling over the glass rails; like the workers themselves they would obediently turn, bend down and bring their loads inward into the bowels of the Integral.

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

We, Yevgeny Zamyatin