“in that cold autistic dark.”
“The blackness he woke to on those nights was sightless and impenetrable. A blackness to hurt your ears with listening. Often he had to get up. No sound but the wind in the trees. He rose and stood tottering in that cold autistic dark with his arms outheld for balance while the vestibular calculations in his skull cranked out their reckonings.”
“I know of nobody who is purely autistic, or purely neurotypical. Even God has some autistic moments, which is why the planets spin.”
“Of course I don't care if you're bleeding! I'm fucking autistic!”
“Striking up conversations with strangers is something like extreme sports for autistic people.”
“Little flashes of sun on the surface of a cold, dark sea.”