The Master and Margarita

Get out,’ said Woland.
‘I haven’t had coffee yet,’ replied the cat, ‘how can I leave?

‘I don’t even have an ass, Hegemon,’ he said.

Now, Berlioz wanted to prove to the poet that the main thing was not how Jesus was, good or bad, but that this same Jesus, as a person, simply never existed in the world, and all the stories about him were mere fiction, the most ordinary mythology.