A verb has a hard time enough of it in this world when its all together. It's
downright inhuman to split it up. But that's just what those Germans do. They
take part of a verb and put it down here, like a stake, and they take the other
part of it and put it away over yonder like another stake, and between these
two limits they just shovel in German.
-- Mark Twain (1835-1910)
If I could read your mind, love,
What a tale your thoughts could tell
Just like a paperback novel,
The kind the drugstore sells,
When you reach the part where the heartaches come,
The hero would be me,
Heroes often fail,
You won't read that book again, because
the ending is just too hard to take....