I have stopped being a misanthrope.
My neighbor doesn't want to be loved as much as he wants to be envied.
Conscience: self-esteem with a halo.
By walking, I found out where I was going.
A Canadian is someone who keeps asking the question, 'What is a Canadian?
Since I no longer expect anything from mankind except madness, meanness, and mendacity; egotism, cowardice, and self-delusion, I have stopped being a misanthrope.