Faceny is of this nature. He faces Nothingness in all directions.
He has no back and no sides, but is all face; and this face is his shape. It must necessarily be so, for nothing else can exist between him and Nothingness. His face is all eyes, for he eternally contemplates Nothingness. He draws his inspirations from it; in no other way could he feel himself. For the same reason, phaens and even men love to be in empty places and vast solitudes, for each one is a little Faceny.""That rings true," said Maskull.
"Thoughts flow perpetually from Faceny's face backward. Since his face is on all sides, however, they flow into his interior. Adraught of thought thus continuously flows from Nothingness to the inside of Faceny, which is the world. The thoughts become shapes, and people the world. This outer world, therefore, which is lying all around us, is not outside at all, as it happens, but inside. The visible universe is like a gigantic stomach, and the real outside of the world we shall never see."Maskull pondered deeply for a while.
"Leehallfae, I fail to see what you personally have to hope for, since you are nothing more than a discarded, dying thought.""Have you never loved a woman?" asked the phaen, regarding him fixedly.
"Perhaps I have."
"When you loved, did you have no high moments?""That's asking the same question in other words.""In those moments you were approaching Faceny. If you could have drawn nearer still, would you not have done so?""I would, regardless of the consequences.""Even if you personally had nothing to hope for?""But I would have that to hope for."
Leehallfae walked on in silence.
"A man is the half of Life," ae broke out suddenly. "A woman is the other half of life, but a phaen is the whole of life. Moreover, when life becomes split into halves, something else has dropped out of it - something that belongs only to the whole. Between your love and mine there is no comparison. If even your sluggish blood is drawn to Faceny, without stopping to ask what will come of it, how do you suppose it is with me?""I don't question the genuineness of your passion," replied Maskull, "but it's a pity you can't see your way to carry it forward into the next world."Leehallfae gave a distorted grin, expressing heaven knows what emotion. "Men think what they like, but phaens are so made that they can see the world only as it really is."That ended the conversation.