There is an immeasurable distance between late and too late.
I don't have a tuxedo that fits anymore because my chest and my biceps are too big.
Carol Burnett, Gilda Radner, and Julia Louis-Dreyfus are my comedic influences. I like a lot of dudes, too, like Bill Murray and Will Ferrell.
I love traveling, but I love the bum I married, and the bums I gave birth to, more. And the dogs. I love them, too.
Life is too short to blend in.
My family went through divorces and remarriages and the later, blended home - and then watched that home explode, too.
As my blog editor knows all too well, I wasn't all that keen to enter the blogosphere world.
My organs are too powerful... I manufacture blood and fat too rapidly.
If I had to perform in a comedy club I would bomb; I would be trying too hard.
To read too many books is harmful.
Disgracefully, the arts have too often borne the brunt of short-sighted cuts to educational budgets.
You can't cancel my stand-up tours. It's impossible. There's too many separate bosses. There is no 'bosses.'
It's all happening too fast. I've got to put the brakes on or I'll smack into something.
Life's too short to just breeze on by.
We build too many walls and not enough bridges.
Democracy isn't just for people in the Middle East, but Britons, too.
Too often travel, instead of broadening the mind, merely lengthens the conversation.
I've had my heart broken one too many times.
Chains of habit are too light to be felt until they are too heavy to be broken.
Buildings, too, are children of Earth and Sun.
