My reply was flippant. “I am sometimes asked if I have Asperger's.” “Ha. That's a good question. Do you?” “What a thing to ask.” “Do you?” “Likely not. I am sorry if I do not always allow human sympathy to act as my universal compass. That would be to allow oneself to be ruled by one's passions and emotions. There things are a tool. They are to be used to enrich one's life. If they aren't in service of a good life, what good are they? Give me that man that is not passion’s slave, and I will wear him in my heart’s core, ay, in my heart of heart, as I do thee.”
