We have all said it, and we'll all do it.

I have seen the father--if he is the father--and I suppose he must be.

He is a barbarian and a hypocrite, Mr Nickleby.

I told him, "You are a barbarian, sir." I did.
I said, "You're a barbarian, sir." And I'm glad of it, I am VERY glad I told him he was a barbarian, very glad indeed!' By this time brother Charles was in such a very warm state of indignation, that Nicholas thought he might venture to put in a word, but the moment he essayed to do so, Mr Cheeryble laid his hand softly upon his arm, and pointed to a chair.
'The subject is at an end for the present,' said the old gentleman, wiping his face.

'Don't revive it by a single word.