Quotes About Spelling

As a kid I quite fancied the romantic, Bohemian idea of being an artist. I expect I thought I could escape from the difficulties of maths and spelling. Maybe I thought I would avoid the judgement of the establishment.

There are three different ways to cross out a misspelled word: with a straight line, a squiggly one, or by scratching out the word with your pencil so many times that it ends up looking like top-secret, heavily redacted, highly classified material that must never be found out or else you will be killed.

I think my mistakes were kind of common - leaning on cliches and adjectives in the place of clear, vivid writing. But at least I knew how to spell, which seems to be a rarity these days.

I have, for instance, silently corrected Jefferson's frequent use of "it's" for "its" and "recieve" for "receive

You can't help respecting anybody who can spell TUESDAY, even if he doesn't spell it right; but spelling isn't everything. There are days when spelling Tuesday simply doesn't count.

You can't help respecting anybody who can spell TUESDAY, even if he doesn't spell it right; but spelling isn't everything. There are days when spelling Tuesday simply doesn't count.

My spelling is Wobbly. It's good spelling but it Wobbles, and the letters get in the wrong places.

He respects owl, because you can't help respecting anybody who can spell TUESDAY, even if he doesn't spell it right.

You can't help respecting anybody who can spell TUESDAY, even if he doesn't spell it right.

It's good spelling but it Wobbles, and the letters get in the wrong places. Would you write 'A Happy Birthday' on it for me?

Spelling is local, or rather national.

Dia is the way my name was originally spelt. When I was applying for my passport for the Femina Miss India Contest, someone spelt my name as Diya. Since it was on my passport, I couldn't do much about it.

And then, from the other room, we could hear Fudge singing himself to sleep. "M-a-i-n-e spells Maine. F-u-d-g-e spells Fudgie. P-e-t-e-r spells Pee-tah. B-e-e-r spells whiskey.

Il mal di grammatica si cura con la grammatica, gli errori di ortografia con l'esercizio dell'ortografia, la paura di leggere con la lettura, quella di non capire con l'immersione nel testo, e l'abitudine a non riflettere con il pacato sostegno di una ragione strettamente limitata all'oggetto che ci riguarda, qui e ora, in questa classe, durante quest'ora di lezione, fintanto che ci siamo.

It was to be a long, newsy letter, effective in spelling and conveying inexplicitly in its latter pages an explicit injunction from his mother to come home at once. The fact that Francis Crawford's mother had made no such request and before she did so would bleed in her coffin like pie-meat was a matter of minor importance.

I think he probably wants you to play Scrabble with him again,' said Ford, 'he's pointing to the letters.' 'Probably spelt crzjgrdwldiwdc again, I keep on telling him there's only one g in crzjgrdwldiwdc.

Intuition is like reading a word without having to spell it out. A child can't do that because it has had so little experience. A grown-up person knows the word because they've seen it often before.

Intuition is like reading a word without having to spell it out. A child can't do that because it has had so little experience. But a grown-up person knows the word because they've seen it often before. You catch my meaning, Vicar?

My spelling is Wobbly. It's good spelling but it Wobbles, and the letters get in the wrong places.

I mean, what makes her think I don't know about dry-humping? I could dry-hump my way through Cuba if I felt like it. She can't even spell 'pregnant'.

When I signed onto 'Superman,' editors Matt Idelson and Wil Moss gave me a rough outline that JMS had turned in for the remaining issues of the 'Grounded' arc, which amounted to a couple of sentences for each issue, spelling out in general terms where the issue would take place geographically, specific guest stars, things like that.

We invented words; we'll tell you how they're supposed to sound.

The intriguing thing about playing Scrabble is that as soon as the board is set up in front of me, I don't know any words. Other than cat and bat and rat, everything disappears from the language drawer in my brain. My mother, on the other hand, who normally speaks English like a regular person, spells things like qiviut (wool of the muskox) and hake.

Chevaunne. C-h-e-v-a-u-n-n-e, I have to spell it every time, it's a fucking pain. It's Irish." At least the girl could spell, even if it was only her own misspelled name. Kelly Cross was so thick she couldn't even spell "Siobhan