When dreams become more important than reality, you give up travel, building, creating; you even forget how to repair the machines left behind by your ancestors. You just sit living and reliving other lives left behind in the thought records. Compassion: that's the one things no machine ever had. Maybe it's the one thing that keeps men ahead of them. The intellect is not all... but its cultivation must come first, or the individual makes errors... wastes time in unprofitable pursuits. Human beings do not survive on bread alone ... but on the nourishments of liberty. For what indeed is a man without freedom ... naught but a mechanism, trapped in the cogwheels of eternity. Live Long and Prosper. It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.’ …Message, Spock?” “…None that I am conscious of — save, perhaps, for ‘Happy Birthday.‘
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