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.

I stalk about her door, like a strange soul upon the Stygian banks staying for waftage.

'By heaven, that thou art fair, is most infallible true, that thou art beauteous truth itself, that thou art lovely. More fairer than fair, beautiful than beauteous, truer than truth itself, have commiseration on thy heroical vassal.

She's gone. I am abused, and my relief must be to loathe her.

Present mirth hath present laughter. What's to come is still unsure.

Beshrew that heart that makes my heart to groan For that deep wound it gives my friend and me; Is't not enough to torture me alone, But slave to slavery my sweet'st friend must be?

And Caesar shall go forth.