H. L. Mencken,
Damn! A Book of Calumny — Dichtung und Wahrheit
(1918)
“ I do not go to poets to be taught anything, or to be heated up to indignation, or to have my conscience blasted out of its torpor, but to be soothed and caressed, to be lulled with sweet sounds, to be wooed into forgetfulness, to be tickled under the metaphysical chin. ”
