Mispronounce Quotes

She squinted at his nametag. Her eyes weren't quite working. "What's your name?"
"Stig."
"Stick?" she asked, half ready to believe it.
He shook his head and pointed his long index finger at the name stitched on his uniform. "S-T-I-G. Stig."
Harriet's breath caught. "I can't believe it. I've been looking for you. ~ Kimberly Karalius

Life is a foreign language; all men mispronounce it ~ Christopher Morley

I love mispronunciations. I love when people mispronounce things. ~ T. J. Miller

It's like having everybody mispronounce your name, every day. And at first you try to correct them, but they keep fucking it up, and then you start to wonder if maybe you're the one who's wrong and that really is how to pronounce your name. And after a while you start to wonder if you even have a name. Are you even a person? Do you even exist? Who fucking knows? ~ Anna North

I know I mispronounce things constantly, because maybe I read more than I talk, but I don't know the proper way to say a lot of things, even though I know what they are. But then I know I look like a moron. ~ Amy Heckerling

His interest never flagged. He would hear the same word twenty times with profound refreshment, mispronounce it in several different ways, and forget it again with magical celerity. ~ Robert Louis Stevenson

I don't even correct people when they mispronounce my name now. ~ Ann Beattie

Turning back to embrace the past has been a long, slow lesson not only in self-esteem, but in patriotism - pride in homeland, heritage. It has taken a decade to whip the shame, to mispronounce words and shun grammar when mispronunciation and misspeaking are part of my dialect, to own the bad blood. What I come from has made me who I am. ~ Janisse Ray

There were always a few words that his flamboyant English insisted he mispronounce: words, I often imagined, over which his heart took hidden pleasure when he had got them by the gullet and held them there until they empurpled to the color of his own indignant nature. "Another" was one of them--I cannot count how many times each day we would hear him say, "Anther?" "Anther?" It did not matter whether it was another meal or another government or another baby at issue: all we heard was a voice bristling over with amazement at the thought that another could exist. It seemed his patience could not sustain itself over the trisyllabic, tripping up his voice on most trisyllables that did not sound like "Pakistan"--for there was a word over which he could not slow down, to exude ownership as he uttered it! ~ Sara Suleri

I couldn't bear to have people mispronounce my name. But the person I was was this person who was called Chloe. ~ Toni Morrison

Carrie? Hello?"

"Keer-ee-eh," I said, emphasizing the middle vowel. Normally, I don't care if people mispronounce my name, unusual as it is, but I was annoyed at the distraction.

"Like the song?"

Turning, I leveled a glare at my interrupter. Not very good of me, customer-service wise, but I was not feeling myself. "Yes, I was named after the pop song," I said. "Exactly."

"Why would your mom do that?"

Because when you're eighteen and pregnant and unmarried and homeless and that song comes on the radio, it holds a lot of spiritual and emotional meaning to your immature and overwhelmed little self. But I didn't say that. Instead I shrugged. "Lots of parents name their kids after songs. ~ Genevieve Pearson