«Young people at the edge of a swimming pool, who use Internet with the same skills as Hafez's poetry; women with xador, who go on a pilgrimage to the sacred city of Mashad and there they appreciate a successful divorce to Imam Reza; a Mullah who goes to the opposition and gives lessons of Humanity... This is how Iran works and its fascinating theatre, where everyone has different roles in several scenarios, but only one language, tarouf, a sophisticated form of hypocrisy and courtesy, according to which ‘welcome to by house’ is ‘walk on my eyes’.» (Fragment of Serge Michel's book Marche sur mesyeux. Portrait de l’Iran aujourd’hui).