"The hear of the machine city Metropolis lived in a white, cathedral-like hall. The heart of the machine city Metropolis was guarded by one single man. The man called Grot, and he loved his machine. This machine was universe to itself. Above the mysteries of its delicate joints stood, like the sun - like the radiance of a deity - silver whizzing wheel, and, as it swirled and whirled, it spokes seemed like one sparkling disc. This disc filled the back wall of the room in its entire breadth and height." - Michael Minden and Holger Bachmann, Fritz Lang's Metropolis: Cinematic Visions of Technology and Fear

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