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UK
/sˈʌmhaʊ/
]
[ US /ˈsəmˌhaʊ/ ]
[ US /ˈsəmˌhaʊ/ ]
ADVERB
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for some unspecified reason
he had me dead to rights but somehow I got away with it
It doesn't seem fair somehow -
in some unspecified way or manner; or by some unspecified means
he expected somehow to discover a woman who would love him
he tried to make is someway acceptable
they managed somehow
How To Use somehow In A Sentence
- Watching celebs suffer from hunger and lack of home comforts is somehow really entertaining. The Sun
- Having met a good deal of the sea, they knew, like a man who has felt a good deal of the world, that heavy endurance and patient bluffness are safer to get through the waves somehow than sensitive fibre and elegant frame. Springhaven
- This gas absorbs visible light so well that plants could not photosynthesize even if they somehow retained their leaves.
- First, it was a good thing that the negotiation process was led by a pair of egocentric men whose machismo instincts somehow consistently outweighed common courtesy, common dignity and common sense.
- Somehow, they gathered themselves to beat Limerick in the first round of the qualifiers but the core discontent hadn't been addressed.
- Mesell Malkontent of Faux News, the gripping cutting edge metaphorist megamedia propaganda outlet, a non-contributor of the pasty pedantry and PIG’s Pundits in General, spouts ‘demon duck du jour’, and claims, somehow, she knows, somehow, that Hezbollah is just a beauty pagent… Think Progress » Malkin: Outrage About Qana ‘Manufactured,’ ‘If It’s Not Qana, It’s Something Else…It’s Beauty Pageants’
- `Cosy streets "doesn't have the same inspirational ring, somehow. STAGE FRIGHT
- He's an effective enough politician but somehow he lacks the statesmanlike gravitas of a world leader.
- I had, somehow, got both lords and deans associated in my mind with infinite swillings of port wine, and bacchanalian orgies, and sat down at first, in much fear and trembling, lest I should be compelled to join, under penalties of salt-and-water; but Alton Locke, Tailor and Poet An Autobiography
- My disorganization was a chaotic river that I waded through every day, somehow coming out the other end dry only due to the comparatively placid pace of being a Londoner. Ed Zitron: Ride the Whirlwind: Making a New York Minute Last