По — щады не жди!
В сём христианнейшем из миров
Поэты — жиды!
(Марина Цветаева. Поэма конца, 1924)
The artist is as other men: he may well, in common with Shylock, assert himself to be fed by the same food and subject to the same diseases as a Christian is: and yet between him and the Christian is a difference.
(James Branch Cabell. Straws and Prayer-Books, 1924)
Upd. Еще Кэбелл, там же:
"That art is a criticism of life, appears a favorite apothegm among those who know least about either. Yet the statement is true enough, in the sense that prison-breaking is a criticism of the penitentiary."
За полтора десятка лет до толкинского афоризма о побеге из тюрьмы, кстати.