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By now her cheeks had red in them, too, and suddenly she was laughing. Dora was astonished and mystified by the two sudden transformations that produced an angry Surmena and a Květa with a zest for life. Surmena answered Dora’s hesitant question thus: “She’s drunk enough Saint John’s wort. What the girl has to do now is learn how to live. And work will teach her that.”
He who has a hanged man’s rope never gets found out. He wins every judgment.
“Hold your tongue! People have died for far less than belief in words. If you believe in something and the folk around you believe in it, too, you’re heading that way whether or not you want to go there. Mahdalka wouldn’t have needed any special powers to manage her curse. Understand this: human faith in whatever, provided it is strong and unshakable faith, is tremendously powerful.”
She was of her generation: times had changed, and young women didn’t want to be goddesses anymore—it wasn’t modern, and the normalizers looked down on it.

