A Confidant (n.) is the one you demand be silent and then hate for having the power to keep silent.
A Confidant (n.) would have to be the one man I cannot trust, if I must confide in anyone — and confided in under the form of deception.
A Confidant (n.) is what the aesthete is, as a mendicant monk is: people prefer to confess to a stranger than to their own confessor.
A Confidant (n.) may listen without understanding, out of mere curiosity about your remarkable collision with life, and leave you disgusted with yourself for having told him.
A Confidant (n.) makes the introvert who opens his heart to one person a whole tone milder; yet some are driven to despair precisely by having acquired one, and a demoniac tyrant might consume a whole series of them.