I'll put my hand in no man's hand,' said Mr. Micawber…
““I'll put my hand in no man's hand,' said Mr. Micawber, gasping, puffing, and sobbing, to that degree that he was like a man fighting with cold water, 'until I have—blown to fragments—the—a—detestable—serpent—HEEP! I'll partake of no one's hospitality, until I have—a—moved Mount Vesuvius—to eruption—on—a—the abandoned rascal—HEEP! Refreshment—a—underneath this roof—particularly punch—would—a—choke me—unless—I had—previously—choked the eyes—out of the head—a—of—interminable cheat, and liar—HEEP! I—a—I'll know nobody—and—a—say nothing—and—a—live nowhere—until I have crushed—to—a—undiscoverable atoms—the—transcendent and immortal hypocrite and perjurer—HEEP!””
About This Quote
This interpretation was drafted with AI assistance. It is one reading of the quote, not the author's own explanation.
The narrator vows to reject hospitality until he has destroyed all falsehoods, expressing extreme despair.
In simple terms: He refuses help until he defeats deceit.
Channel anger into constructive action.
Themes
Mood
Type
When to use this quote
- personal crises
- creative writing
- conflict counseling
Key Concepts
Questions to Reflect On
- What drives such extreme vows?
- How can you confront deceit health?
Extremes may alienate allies.