"Timshel." Thou mayest. You can.
You can overcome your past.
You can conquer your evil.
You can override history.
You are not the blueprint of your ancestry. As much as people mold you in their mind, as much as you threaten yourself, you always hold the capacity to change. Stop lying to yourself—any moment you can turn around and take that initiative. It's there. Sometimes you have to search, and sometimes it's hidden underneath sorrow or hatred or piles of failure, but it's there. As long as you're alive, so is hope.
I was afraid the message of this book would be sad. It wasn't. Yes, the story was painful in its beauty, but it was not hopeless. It was about redemption. Thou mayest. And it's still blossoming.
It makes me joyful—I want everyone to know it.