You humans always try to make things too simple, except when you’re trying to make things too complicated. You can never just be with what is.
The needs are too great, and there are too few of us. We have a duty, a responsibility to help others. It’s not all about fun. It’s not always easy.
Pictures ... flashed on her in sudden color, too much color, shocking color, the color that leaps out of black when lightning strikes at night.
The new race of warriors would be their hope, their salvation, their loves' destiny. But they too could be tainted. They too could be seduced by the black forces they had been created to fight against.
War had the effect of encouraging people to try to stay alive. Poverty, too. Survival was simply too hard-won to be given up lightly.
I'm too much old-timer to be rude to a woman no matter what - they have so much of what we have none of.
She discovered, when it was too late, that she had mistaken the means for the end—that riches, rightly used, are instruments of happiness, but are not in themselves happiness.
If I were being honest with myself, he lit a blaze, not just a blush, but that’s too much reality for me to admit.
Lean on me,” someone says in Jane Austen to a woman he scarcely knows, and there’s no question but that she will, that she takes it for granted.
Just because women can bear children doesn't mean they're unable to harbour the same sort of career ambitions as a man.
I dare say there's many a woman makes as sad a mistake as I have done, and only finds it out too late.
The rod and reproof give wisdom: but a child left to himself bringeth his mother to shame.
The minute you get a religion you stop thinking. Believe in one thing too much and you have no room for new ideas.
Letters, like compilation tapes, were really vehicles for unexpressed emotions and she was clearly putting far too much time and energy into them.
Often you don't know whether a woman is friend, enemy or lover until it is too late. Sometimes, she is all three.
A century ago, life screwed that poor man and me because we were too young, and now they want to do the same thing because we are too old.
And another way of explaining it is to say that shit happens, and there's no space too small, too dark and airless and fucking hopeless, for people to crawl into.
I too am not a bit tamed, I too am untranslatable, I sound my barbaric yawp over the roofs of the world.
A woman does not marry with a man for his wealth, unless he is too rich and a man does not marry with a girl for her beauty, unless she is too beautiful.
You little subs make me nervous. Being around you is too much like walking into a room filled with tiny kittens and trying not to step on one.
You're stressing too much about what might be. Do something to take your mind off thinking about what might never happen.
