Verbal Struggle Quotes

'Nuclear' is nothing but trouble. Do you say 'new-clear' or do you say 'nuke-you-ler'? Whoever invented that word had obviously never studied the human mouth. We don't have enough muscles in our face to make that group of letters come out smoothly. The word is missing a middle syllable, for cryin' out loud.

I love to draw and paint. I'm very active in that way, but I'm not very good with the written word, though.

Words don't come very easily to me. Which, given my profession, is a worrying impediment.

I'm a little slow, so forgive me if I'm inarticulate.

You can hear me starting to stutter and slur my words.

I'm just terrible. At talking. With words.

Vocabulary spills I'm ill.

I'm not good with words, and I get mixed up.

Words are as recalcitrant as circus animals, and the unskilled trainer can crack his whip at them in vain.

I'm a constant idiot in conversation - I always seem to sound either smug or stupid. Writing plays was a way of winning the conversation by controlling the conversation.

I am slow of speech and slow of tongue.

I'd really like to play a character who's inarticulate. I always play people with language. It would be good to play a mute or a fool or a saint.

Speaking is physically difficult for me.

It is one of my faults, that though my tongue is sometimes prompt enough at an answer, there are times when it sadly fails me in framing an excuse; and always the lapse occurs at some crisis, when a facile word or plausible pretext is specially wanted to get me out of painful embarrassment.

I marshalled the words and opened my mouth, thinking I would hear them. But all I heard was a kind of rattle, unintelligible even to me who knew what was intended.

I had a bad stutter when I was really young. I couldn't get a sentence out. Like, 'D-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-ad.' And that turned into a mumble.

I'm not a quick study, so I'm always struggling for my words right up until.

Sometimes I think people get into trouble because they can't say what they want to.

I always find it more difficult to say the things I mean than the things I don't.

I'm not really a storyteller myself - I tend to get all tangled up when I try and tell stories.

Sometimes the fluffy bunny of incredulity zooms around the bend so rapidly that the greyhound of language is left, agog, in the starting cage.

There were periods during my childhood when I stammered so badly I couldn't talk at all.

I still have a stammer that I can control by not opening a sentence with a hard consonant, or by concentrating for a moment, breathing softly down. Growing up, the 'Our Father' was lovely, made for me, the 'Hail Mary' was gorgeous, and 'Glory Be to the Father' was an absolute nightmare.