I found this gem reading MacDonald's story, The Portent. Not profound, but there are several readers of this blog who will appreciate it.
[part of a dialogue between a student and his tutor]
"I am afraid you will despise me, when you find how badly I spell."
"There is no fear of that," I rejoined. "It is a mere peculiarity. So long as one can think well, spelling is altogether secondary."
