While it was well within their powers to toy around with mortals like hapless puppets, deeper human workings remained elusive to them. The heart, the soul, the very foundation of man’s nature—those were mysteries to...

Mortals are odd creatures in that sense—flawed yet hopeful. One can study them through millennia and still get nowhere near full understanding of their nature.

I hated meatloaf. It was like something that Satan pooped out after an eternity of constipation. So I told Mom because I was honest that way. I sat back, squared my shoulders, and met her...

I’m sure the other kids wouldn’t mind not being lectured by another toddler over the virtues of sharing and the mental benefits of toy blocks.

Look, if I were straight, you’d be grandparents before your time. You should be relieved that I’m gay. Aren’t you grateful?