Nadja is the most extraordinary of these sorceresses: she predicts the future, and from her lips spring forth words and images her friend has in mind at the very same instant; her dreams and drawings are oracles: 'I am the soul in limbo,' she says; she went forward in life with 'behavior, based as it was on the purest intuition alone and ceaselessly relying on miracle'; around her, objective chance spreads strange events; she is so marvelously liberated from appearances that she scorns laws and reason: she ends up in an asylum.