…I don’t believe in Him, and if He does exist, I don’t like Him. His type of gods aren’t gods who echo how mortals behave. They’re gods who are held up as example of perfection...

Our pasts shape us,Sam.None of us the person he or she used to be,it’s true, but what we are still contains a great proportion of what we once were.Nothing,not even suffering the worst kind of...

Hierarchy and discipline gave shape to the world;that was what he had always believed.Life was made easy by adherence toa rigid structure.But maybe that only really worked when you were at the top of the...

Under the stars,I tried to sleep,but for once in my life couldn’t.My mutant super power-the ability to nod off at at the drop of a hat,any time,anywhere-had deserted me.

We girls aren’t supposed to fall for the good boys.We are supposed to like a bit of grit in our oyster.That’s how you get a pearl, after all.