When I was one-and-twenty I heard a wise man say, 'Give crowns and pounds and guineas But not your heart away.'

Lovers lying two and two Ask not whom they sleep beside, And the bridegroom all night through Never turns him to the bride.

When I was one-and-twenty I heard him say again, 'The heart out of the bosom Was never given in vain; 'Tis paid with sighs a plenty And sold for endless rue.' …

Clay lies still, but blood's a rover; Breath's a ware that will not keep. Up, lad: when the journey's over There'll be time enough to sleep.

If wrinkles must be written upon our brows, let them not be written upon the heart. The spirit should not grow old.

Collige, virgo, rosas, dum flos novus et nova pubes, et memor esto aevum sic properare tuum.

...Gay brothers and sisters,...You must come out. Come out...to your parents...I know that it is hard and will hurt them but think about how they will hurt you…