Herman Melville,
The Confidence Man: His Masquerade
“ Very odd sort of man the philanthropist. You are the second one, sir, I have seen. Very odd sort of man, indeed, the philanthropist. Ah, sir,” again meditatively stirring in the shaving-cup, “I sadly fear, lest you philanthropists know better what goodness is, than what men are.” Then, eying him as if he were some strange creature behind cage-bars, “So you are a philanthropist, sir.”“I am Philanthropos, and love mankind. And, what is more than you do, barber, I trust them.” ”
