There are clear differences between and some- and there may be protective factors in a female brain.

Memory is the scaffolding upon which all mental life is constructed.

Autism is not a snapshot. It's a life.

The brain immediately confronts us with its great complexity. The human brain weighs only three to four pounds but contains about 100 billion neurons.

There is no question there are differences between male and female brains. They are called sexual dimorphisms and you can point to different anatomical structures.

Vibrato is the badge of tonal maturity.

In fact, many children come to autism clinics early on with GI/bowel disturbances.

In autism there is just genes in part more or less of a probability that you will have the disorder, and that is where interactions with the environment are key.

I think my own bias is that there may be something wrong with the timing and the connectivity between regions rather than pointing to one particular spot in the brain.

Autism is a developmental disorder characterized by two main components: an inability to interact socially with other people with joint attention to understand other people's thoughts.

Don't waste inspiration

A world without fairy tales and myths would be as drab as life without music

Plain women know more about men than beautiful women do.

Open to others as you would like them to open to you.

Life has no plot, why must films or fiction?

Cultural stupidity accounts for virtually every aspect of Sarah Palin, both as a person and a political icon. Which, come to think of it, may be a pretty good reason not to misunderstimate her.

As soon as you go into any biological process in any real detail, you discover it's open-ended in terms of what needs to be found out about it.

Epidemiology is like a bikini: what is revealed is interesting; what is concealed is crucial.

Be brutally honest about the short term and optimistic and confident about the long term.

It's twilight. It’s the safest time of day for us. The easiest time. But also the saddest, in a way...the end of another day, the return of the night. Darkness is so predictable, don’t you think?