My wife, my family, my friends - they've all taught me things about love and what that emotion really means. In a nutshell, loving someone is about giving, not receiving.

If you simply ignored the feeling, you would never know what might happen, and in many ways that was worse than finding out in the first place. Because if you were wrong, you could go forward in your life without ever looking back over your shoulder and wondering what might have been.

It's your eyes. They're ... more serious than they used to be. Like they've seen things they shouldn't have.

I know it can't be the same between us, but that doesn't change the way I felt about you then.

I think my dad was happy. I phrase it like this because he seldom showed much emotion. Hugs and kisses wwere a rarity for me growing up, and when they did happen, they often struck me as lifeless, something he did because he felt he was supposed to, not because he wanted to.

A person with autism lives in his own world, while a person with Asperger's lives in our world, in a way of his own choosing

I love you,too, Garrett. But sometimes love isn't enough.