On some deep, unconscious level, he had always known it to be true. He was an invention, a fictional character. Jacob Lightfoot didn’t exist.

Do you ever wonder why things have to turn out the way they do?

That it was no doubt a dark hour, but that he should get through it; that after all he held his destiny, evil as it might be, in his own hand; that he was master...

I don’t like the darkness but I want to live in it, I don’t want to have pains but I always have it, I want to live in good way, happy and very normal life...

When love feels like magic, you call it destiny. When destiny has a sense of humor, you call it serendipity.

You are not a victim. No matter what you have been through, you’re still here. You may have been challenged, hurt, betrayed, beaten, and discouraged, but nothing has defeated you. You are still here! You...

After all, is it not the way we humans shape the universe, shape time itself? Do we not take the raw stuff of chaos and impose a beginning, middle, and end on it, like the...

Good things happen, bad things are done…

I’m really trying to keep our team focused on what’s in front of us. Knowing that we still have destiny in our control. We still have it in our hands.

You don’t have to say everything to be a light. Sometimes a fire built on a hill will bring interested people to your campfire.