Man wasn't made to share the universe with gods. Their ways are not meant for the humble likes of us. But we've decoded some of their secrets regardless. Like worms, we've grabbed on to the talons of eagles and learned some small truths and means of flight. But we can never really fly. We try, and succeed to a certain extent, but the fall is always - will always be - there.

You should take more pride in your appearance,” I tell him. “You'll never attract girls with an ugly mug like that.

But I don't think Art's an Einstein - he likes tugging ears, biting people and burping too much to be a genius.

I know who the demon thief is - it's me!

If this were a made-up story, it would begin at night, with a storm blowing and owls hooting and rattling noises under the bed.

But stories don't end. They continue as long as you're alive. You just have to get on with things. Turn the page, start a new chapter, find out what's in store for you next, and keep your fingers crossed that it's not too awful. Even if you know in your heart and soul that it most probably will be.

It is good to be taught humility when we are young. If we do not exeperience pain as children, we will cause pain as adults.