“I know that. What's your point?”

“Took me a while to get to the point today, but that is because I did not know what the point was when I started.”

“...at some point in time, the following thought has probably popped into your head:“You know what? Screw it, I should just do porn...”

“I want to understand the world from your point of view. I want to know what you know in the way you know it. I want to understand the meaning of your experience, to walk in your shoes, to feel things as you feel them, to explain things as you explain them. Will you become my teacher and help me understand?”

“...you showed me what love truly is just by giving yours so selflessly. I wasn't made for love. It wasn't [woven]into the fabric of my being. I didn't know what it was, what I was looking for, what I needed. I had no point of reference, no examples, nothing. Until you.”

“Perv."He pointed to himself. "Male and eighteen. What's your point?”