“I wear a mask of social nicety. It is very hard for me to show negative emotions such as anger or judgment, so I hide behind a pleasant look and hopefully no one knows.”

“I wear a mask of propriety and circumspecture, fulfiling roles society has projected on me.”

“I wear a mask of wily woman: eyelashes made up to flutter, shiny wet lips to entice kisses, cheeks to reflect the blush of rose petals and eyelids shadowed to hide my guile.”

“I wear the mask of nakedness: Raw and unadorned, I'm visible, vulnerable. I value my flaws.”

“I hide behind a mask of peace and acceptance of all when really I want to laugh histerically and say "Your've got to be kidding, that's nuts", or "That bores me to tears", or "Stop talking so much, you might hear something", "I'm ready to fly, dance, scream,and here I am waiting for you."
The wild, naked, native, loud part of me wants desperately for all to like me, but is afraid I am too big.
Woooo, that was fun!!!”

“The mask I wear is a work in progress, changing moment to moment in response to moment-to-moment changes---external/internal/external. I am protean man, defined only by my skeleton and modulated only by empathic impulse.”

“"I sometimes wear a mask of self-deception. Whenever I am not my authentic self, I am deceiving myself. The closer I am to who I am, the freer and more spontaneous I become."”

“I am Jim Carrey in disguise, outwardly, assuming my place in this world with little rebellion and inwardly wanting to be a scoundrel who achieves hero status. Hmmm, does that mean I spent my infancy reading too many Captain Marvel comics when I should have been reading Goofy?”