"I have seen a face with a thousand countenances,
and a face that was but a single countenance as if held in a mould.
I have seen a face whose sheen I could look through to the ugliness beneath,
and a face whose sheen I had to lift to see how beautiful it was.
I have seen an old face much lined with nothing,
and a smooth face in which all things were graven.
I know faces because I look through the fabric my own eyes weaves,
and behold the reality beneath."