I have always hated crowds. I like deserts, prisons, and monasteries. I have discovered, too, that there are fewer idiots at 3000 meters above sea level than down below.

I think he just loved being with the bears because they didn’t make him feel bad. I get it too. When he was with the bears, they didn’t care that he was kind of weird,...

Qualsiasi uomo notevole, chiunque cioè non appartenga a quei 5/6 dell’umanità dotati tanto miseramente dalla natura, rimarrà dopo i quarant’anni difficilmente esente da una certa traccia di misantropia.

I wish I loved the human Race, I wish I loved its silly face, and when I’m introduced to one, I wish I thought “what jolly fun”!

A fine line separates the weary recluse from the fearful hermit. Finer still is the line between hermit and bitter misanthrope.

Most people are so mind-bogglingly aggravating that it’s impossible to overreact to them, even if that means killing yourself.

I’m tired of this back-slappin’ “isn’t humanity neat” bullshit. We’re a virus with shoes.

«Celui qui n’a pas le goût de l’absolu se contente d’une médiocrité tranquille»

8 April 1891The obscenity of nostrils and mouths; the ignominious cupidity of smiles and women encountered in the street; the shifty baseness on every side, as of hyenas and wild beasts ready to bite: tradesmen...

Nineteen twentieths of [mankind is] opaque and unenlightened. Intimacy with most people will make you acquainted with vices and errors and follies enough to make you despise them.

I believe that there is an equality to all humanity. We all suck.

I hate mankind, for I think myself one of the best of them, and I know how bad I am.

Stay low, stay quiet, keep it simple, don’t expect too much, enjoy what you have.

Anna… envied Joan’s deep connection with the human race. She was a member of the club. Anna was half convinced she’d been begotten by a passing alien life-form on a human woman. It was as...

You call me a misanthrope because I avoid society. You err; I love society. Yet in order not to hate people, I must avoid their company.

You ever get the feeling the world’s filling up with bastards? I do. What I want to know is what happens when all the bastards run out of people to crap on? What happens when...

I cant take it like this much longer, Milt,” Karen said muffledly into the big CKC shirt with its male smell, allowing herself the luxury of letting the bars all the way down for once,...

yea, ” and no one contradicts you. But for all that, his bowing and scraping are welcome everywhere; he is received, smiled upon, and wriggles himself into all kinds of society; and, if any appointment...

I don’t hate people. I just feel better when they aren’t around.

By four o’clock, I’ve discounted suicide in favor of killing everyone else in the entire world instead.

Man was born for society. However little He may be attached to the World, He never can wholly forget it, or bear to be wholly forgotten by it. Disgusted at the guilt or absurdity of...

We ought to punish pitilessly that shameful pretence of friendly intercourse. I like a man to be a man, and to show on all occasions the bottom of his heart in his discourse. Let that...

I expect nothing of man, and disown the race. The only folly is expecting what is never attained; man is most contemptible when compared with his own pretensions. It is better to laugh at man...

Most people are full of themselves and speak only the obnoxiously superficial, in other words they’re annoying as hell

There is nothing I detest so much as the contortions of these great time-and-lip servers, these affable dispensers of meaningless embraces, these obliging utterers of empty words, who view every one in civilities

I killed little Esmerelda because I felt I owed it to myself and to the world in general. I had, after all, accounted for two male children and thus done womankind something of a statistical...

I’d take cyanide no problem if it was that or throwing a cat out in the street, even a moth-eaten, mangy, caterwauling pain in the ass! I’d rather have the thing in bed with me...

Betrayed and wronged in everything,I’ll flee this bitter world where vice is king,And seek some spot unpeopled and apartWhere I’ll be free to have an honest heart.

The one thing in me more powerful than a general misanthropy is an inescapable compassion for individuals.

Their arrogance protected them against any liking for their fellow-man, against the slightest interest in the strangers sitting all about them, amidst whom M. de Stermaria adopted the manner one has in the buffet-car of...

O furie de-a mea v-ar îngropa pe toţi în balele nimicului, un singur suflu de-al meu v-ar doborî în esenţa vidului, un pumn de-al meu v-ar descompune în mii şi mii de particule de lavă…

Knowledge subverts love: in proportion as we penetrate our secrets, we come to loathe our kind, precisely because they resemble us.

You always feel like you are the only one in the world, like everyone else is crazy for each other, but it’s not true. Generally, people don’t like each other very much. And that goes...

There are many men in London, you know, who, some from shyness, some from misanthropy, have no wish for the company of their fellows. Yet they are not averse to comfortable chairs and the latest...

…in that moment, as he saw and smelled how irresistible its effect was and how with lightning speed it spread and made captives of the people all around him—in that moment his whole disgust for...

He never cared too much for parties or people, but misanthropy could easily be cured by several alcoholic drinks.

Of course, I’m not quite ready to forsake all the products of society, just yet. I have my clothes, my books, etc… But more and more I can see myself leaving much of the rest...

A poet or philosopher should have no fault to find with his age if it only permits him to do his work undisturbed in his own corner; nor with his fate if the corner granted...

It is one of the major tragedies that nothing is more discomforting than the hearty affection of the Old Friends who never were friends.