Only too soon it became clear to me that in this world of ours every Rasputin has his Goethe, that every Rasputin draws a Goethe or if you prefer every Goethe a Rasputin in his wake, or even makes one if need be, in order to be able to condemn him later on.
The Tin Drum (1959) bk. 1 'Rasputin and the Alphabet', translated by Ralph Manheim