‘My words are almost always taken, that is to say wrenched, out of their original context. I discovered myself once in a book of quotations: witnessing this was not unlike having a tooth extracted and hung in a crude display case for the edification of an ignorant public. I felt positively wretched for days afterwards’. (Leo Barnard)
I always knew the critic and the dentist had something in common. Having said that, there are a multitude of ways in which writers have described the above process. Back in 1931 Thomas Hippenholme (author of the infamous Hippenholme Chronicles) wrote an angry letter to the editor of The Tuesday Magazine who, he thought, quoted him a little too often. It read simply thus: ‘Stop picking flowers from my front garden’.
As for Leo Barnard, see more of his teeth here.