G. H. Bondy sucked meditatively at his cigar. "And how did you find it out, old chap?" he asked at last.
"By the effect on myself," said the engineer, resuming his march up and down the room. "As a result of its complete disintegration of matter, my Perfect Karburator manufactures a by-product: pure and unconfined Absolute, God in a chemically pure form. At one end,…
— Karel Čapek
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