“All the time, he hoped they would understand that his arrogance masked only shyness—or did he hope that it was his shyness which masked arrogance? He did not know.
Who could presume to know? The one quality holds much of the other. Both refuse to come forward and share.”

— Brian W. Aldiss

“A Kind of Artistry” p. 185
Short fiction, Who Can Replace a Man? (1965)

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British science fiction author 1925–2017

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