Do not speak like a death's-head, do not bid me remember mine end.

Better a little chiding than a great deal of heartbreak.

Let's go hand in hand, not one before another.

Good hay, sweet hay, hath no fellow.

A little more than kin, and less than kind.

I will instruct my sorrows to be proud; for grief is proud, and makes his owner stoop.

A pal is one that is aware you while you are, understands where you have already been, accepts whatever you are becoming, and continue to, carefully means that you can develop.