The times are the masquerade of the eternities

Every reform is only a mask under cover of which a more terrible reform, which dares not yet name itself, advances

Society is a masked ball, where every one hides his real character, and reveals it by hiding

Masks reveal the shape of your soul and the state of the world and, in today’s world, everyone wears a mask.

The mask in which you choose to disguise yourself uncovers who you subconsciously are or want to be. Masks reveal in the eyes the face that lies hidden as if the mask is a dark glass mirroring your soul.

Masks reveal. They don’t conceal. Masks reveal your cravings, your passion, your deepest most secret desires.