Character: Meg March

- What do you think?.. He's a prisoner, as the Media in Nicholas Nickleby... He's lonely.
- He will come to visit us?
Maybe. It is a mystery, a tragic European secret.
- They say he is not educated. He was raised by Italian actors and vagabonds...
- His noble face. If I were a boy, I would like to have the same. How can I change Italy to this terrible man?
- Don't say "terrible" - it's slang.
I would die from fear.
- What do we think of the boy?.. He Is a captive like Smee in Nicholas Nickleby?.. He looks lonely.
- You don't think he'll try to call?
- Maybe. He has a secret! A tragic European secret.
- He's had no upbringing at all, they say. He was reared in Italy among artists and vagrants.
- Doesn't he have a noble brow? If I were a boy, I'd want to look just like that. Imagine giving up Italy to come live with that awful old man!
- Jo please don't say "awful". It's slang.
- I'd be terrified to live with him.

- Colleagues, listen up! Offer you "the story of a pumpkin", Mr. Tupman.
- Do not read.
- Bet it's not a story, this is a recipe!
- The first rule of writers do not write about...
- You know...
- Gentlemen of the press, hear, hear! I call to your attention... Our Mr. Tupman''s "The History of the Squash".
- Oh, don't read mine.
- Beth, this isn't a story. It's a recipe!
- Oh, dear, I never know what to write.
- First rule of writing, Mr. Tupman, is never write what you know.

Why are you concerned about the opinions of others?
- I baked. I am pleased to catch yourself admiring glances.
- Of course, but I care what you think about yourself. If you consider yourself just as a decoration, I'm afraid that one day you will believe that they are unable to do more. Time does not spare beauty, but it is powerless against the wonderful workings of your mind, before your sense of humor, kindness and strength of spirit - that's what I like about you. I'd like to give you a fair world, but you will do it better.

- That dress! All the time stumble at it.
- Pull up the neck and will be just right.