Copperfield, you perceive before you the shattered fragment of a temple once called Man....

David Copperfield as a child:
Oh thank you, Mr. Micawber, you're so kind to me. Mr. Micawber:
Not at all; and now, since this is a red-letter day, in that I am hourly expecting something extarordinary to turn up, let us return and discover what culinary triumphs Mrs. Micawber has prepared for us. David Copperfield as a child:
Ooh, how wonderful ! Mr. Micawber:
Imperative, my dear Copperfield, imperative; for as I have frequently had occasion to observe: 'When the stomach is empty, the spirits are low.' [David and Mr. Micawber go outside to the streets] Mr. Micawber:
I predict, my dear Copperfield, that we can confidently depend on Mrs. Micawber assembling a tureen of cock-a-leekie soup, veal cutlet - breaded, and a jug of egg-hot. David Copperfield as a child:
And a pudding? Mr. Micawber:
A pudding, a suet pudding, the very thing. Sheriff's Man:
Wilkins Micawber? Mr. Micawber:
You are under a misapprehension, my good fellow, I... Mr. Quinion:
Oh no you don't, you're Micawber, all right. You owe me £2.10 for the last year. Officer, do your duty. Sheriff's Man:
Wilkins Micawber, you're under arrest; Mr. Micawber:
Upon what authority do you take this unwarrantable procedure? Sheriff's Man:
Court order for debt; I'm the assistant officer of the sheriff of Middlesex. Now are you coming quietly? Mr. Micawber:
Copperfield, you perceive before you the shattered fragment of a temple once called Man. The blossom is blighted, the leaf is withered; the god of day goes down upon the dreary scene. In short, I am forever flawed