 Lanfierre has all of the following beliefs about humanity EXCEPT:
Lanfierre's job was to ferret out aberration. Conformity had become more than a social force; it was a physical necessity. And, after years of working at it, Lanfierre had become an admirer of eccentricity. Lanfierre was almost proud of Humphrey Fownes. You've got winds in your brain, Lanfierre, breezes of fatigue, zephyrs of irrationality—" At that moment, all at once, every last window in the house slammed shut. MacBride looked at Lanfierre and Lanfierre looked at MacBride and then they both looked back at the dancing house. The sun and moon both looked down upon a garden that was itself scintillant, composed largely of neon roses. "Men are too perishable," Mrs. Deshazaway said over dinner.
 They are untrustworthy
 They are oblivious  They are self-absorbed  They are untrustworthy  They are vapid