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  • When he admitted this to me, I found myself almost annoyed. It was as if he'd hidden this part of himself in order to deceive me, pretending-- as do many people I've discovered--to be what he is not. No one I've ever known is what he appears to be on the surface.

    Bert Coules, Daniel Keyes (1993). “The Play of Daniel Keyes' Flowers for Algernon”, p.65, Heinemann