All I needed was a sandwich to make me believe in miracles …

Ivan Kramsoy, The Peasant Ignatiy Pirogov (1874)

“You know about innards? The trick they play on tramps in the country? They stuff an old wallet with putrid chicken innards. Well, take it from me, a man is just like that, except that he’s fatter and hungrier and can move around, and inside there’s a dream.”–Louis-Ferdinand Céline, Journey to the End of the Night (1932)