When I look at it, I don't really like people, and socializing is really awful. Outside of my family, friends, and those connected to my job, I don't think I actively want to meet anyone. I've always lived in the country, after all.
I am misanthropos, and hate mankind, For thy part, I do wish thou wert a dog, That I might love thee something.
If you're a misanthrope you stay at home. There are certain writers who really don't like other people. I'm not like that, I don't think.
If we define a misanthrope as 'someone who does not suffer fools and likes to see fools suffer,' we have described a person with something to look forward to.
I don't think he likes girls", I said. "Or boys. Look at the horror on his face. He doesn't look like a people person.
She liked people. Me, I can take them or leave them, but mostly leave them.
Why do they call me misanthrope? Because They hate me, not I them.
I don't like people--much. This kind, I mean. And they don't like me at all, as a rule. Maybe the latter explains the former.
