There are three "too much" and three "too little" that can bring a fool down: too much spending and too little money; too much talking and too little knowledge; and too much boasting and too little earnings.
It is never too late to ask what time it is.
It's never too late to mend.
Never too late to learn.
A girl that blushes too much, knows too much.
Death always comes too early or too late.
If there isn't too much, there is too little.
Too much is worse than too little.
It's never too late to die or get married.
You’re never too old, never too bad, never too late and never too sick to start from the scratch once again.
I drink too much, I smoke too much, I take pills too much, I work too much, I girl around too much, I everything too much.
You size up someone physically in less than one second - too tall, too short, too fat, too thin, too old, too young, too stuffy, too scruffy.
Too much is never good; too little is never enough.
A truth that comes too early or too late is just like a lie.
He that always thinks it is too soon is sure to come too late.
Often he who does too much does too little.
A peacock has too little in its head and too much in its tail.
He who drinks a little too much drinks much too much.
It's never too late - never too late to start over, never too late to be happy.
It is never too late to love.
Of course there are regrets. I shall regret always that I found my own authentic voice in politics. I was too conservative, too conventional. Too safe, too often. Too defensive. Too reactive. Later, too often on the back foot.