If the barricades went up in our streets and the poor became masters, I think the priests would escape, I fear the gentlemen would; but I believe the gutters would simply be running with the blood of philanthropists.

To enjoy a good reputation give publicly, and steal privately.

Philanthropic people lose all sense of humanity. It is their distinguishing characteristic.

The worst of charity is that the lives you are asked to preserve are not worth preserving.

Are there not thousands in the world who love their fellows even to the death, who feel the giant agony of the world, and more, like slaves to poor humanity, labor for mortal good?

Boredom is the legitimate kingdom of the philanthropic.

Philanthropist. A rich (and usually bald) old gentleman who has trained himself to grin while his conscience is picking his pocket.