I walk across the grass in the sunlight, into his arms. I am home.

We bear the same few chromosomes; we are made up of the same chemicals. We are fragile. We break (...) But we are also strong...

Life is the death of all of us.' - Tristan

You can't always choose the people you work with, but you can choose to learn how to deal with them. They are all different." - Charles

How did Adam do it? He seemed to be able to look past Miles's weirdness and insecurities and awkwardness to see Miles, himself, what he was-whatever he was-inside.

I should ask if it was good for you," Miles murmured, "but given that evidently you acquired the answer to life, the universe, and everything, it must have been-excuse the word-cosmic.