“Whenever she pulled out of the station and got her train fairly started on one of those horizonless transcontinental sentences of hers . . . if the words had been water, I had been drowned for sure.”
—Mark Twain (1835-1910), author, “A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur’s Court,” 1889.
• Editorial Comment: You, Mr. Clemens, were no slouch in the verbosity department either. (To say nothing, sir, of the fine art of the mixed metaphor.)
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