Guess I’ve been reading too much fantasy.
I've gone from, you know, being too close to politicians, to being too close to entertainers, and people's father that I'm not.
Tears are the safety value of the heart when too much pressure is laid on it .
I realized that anything to do with Fermat's Last Theorem generates too much interest.
I think in England you eat too much sugar and meat and not enough vegetables.
Politics is much too serious to be taken too seriously; equally, there are many aspects of it so laughable as to be lamentable.
Just live as simply you are. Don't take a burden too much.
I like to say, but saying is too much." We understand not the same.
The lady doth protest too much, methinks.
It was impossible to get a conversation going, everybody was talking too much.
When you start working on a series, it's almost too much work. It's like a movie a week.
I guess that's a flaw in my career, that I like to work too much.
When I model I pretty much go blank. You can't think too much or it doesn't work.
On the whole, I think women wear too much and are to fussy. You can't see the person for all the clutter.
The Gulf War was like teenage sex. We got in too soon and out too soon.
Never take the antidote before the poison.
He who never has enough, never has anything.
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