Which are you?

This from page 462 of my copy of Moby Dick (yes, I know it is taking me a while to read this book, but with two small children to care for, it is hard to find time to read):

Seat thyself sultanically among the moons of Saturn, and take a high abstracted man alone; and he seems a wonder, a grandeur, and a woe. But from the same point take mankind in mass, and for the most part, they seem a mob of unnecessary duplicates, both contemporary and hereditary.