I'm still a recluse. I still hate everyone. I'm still a misanthrope.
I wasn't a misanthrope and I wasn't a misogynist but I liked being alone. It felt good to sit alone in a small space and smoke and drink. I had always been good company for myself.
Whoever is not a misanthrope at forty can never have loved mankind.
Since I no longer expect anything from mankind except madness, meanness, and mendacity; egotism, cowardice, and self-delusion, I have stopped being a misanthrope.
Christmas time! That man must be a misanthrope indeed, in whose breast something like a jovial feeling is not roused - in whose mind some pleasant associations are not awakened - by the recurrence of Christmas.
I am a misanthrope yet utterly benevolent.
I have stopped being a misanthrope.
...love rather than fear...this radical philosophy is coming from me, an avowed misanthrope...surely there is hope for us all.
What is an atheist, but one who does not, or will not, see in the universe a ruling principle of love; and what a misanthrope, but one who does not, or will not, see in man a ruling principle of kindness?
A fine line separates the weary recluse from the fearful hermit. Finer still is the line between hermit and bitter misanthrope.
Let the misanthrope shun men and abjure; the most are rather lovable than hateful.
Real misanthropes are not found in solitude, but in the world; since it is experience of life, and not philosophy, which produces real hatred of mankind.
A man may make a misanthrope of himself, but he is never one by nature.
I thought it would be fun to make a cartoon about this sad, misanthropic horse.
The big characters who occupy science, especially modern science, are all "off" in fundamental ways. I don't think that genius goes hand in hand with being socially inept or being a sociopath or being a misanthrope, but I do think that it is a mind that can think so differently - so beyond how one is supposed to think. I wanted to pay tribute to that mind.
Why do they call me misanthrope? Because They hate me, not I them.
If you ever meet someone who cannot understand why solitary confinement is considered punishment, you have met a misanthrope.
I never liked my own species.