Quotes About Excess

Achievement was worthy of praise and honor, but excessive achievement was pernicious and a threat to the state. However great a citizen might become, however great he might wish to become, the truest greatness of all still belonged to the Roman Republic itself

Plenty in a world of excess and attending greed, which tilts resources to the rich and forces others to envy, is an almost obscene feature of a contemporary paradise.

Plenty in a world of excess and attending greed, which tilts resources to the rich and forces others to envy, is an almost obscene feature of a contemporary paradise. In this world of outrageous, shameless wealth squatting, hulking, preening before the dispossessed, the very idea of "plenty" as Utopian ought to make us tremble. Plenty should not be understood as a paradise-only state, but as normal, everyday, humane life.

Too much tail. All that jewelry weighs it down. Like vanity. Can't nobody fly with all that shit. Wanna fly, you got to give up the shit that weighs you down.

high taxation was not regarded in these years as an affront. On the contrary, steep rates of progressive income tax were seen as a consensual device to take excess resources away from the privileged

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Anyone who has ever experienced love knows that you can have too much or too little. You can have love that parches, love that defeats. You can have love measured out in the wrong proportions. It's like your sunlight and water - the wrong kind of love is just as likely to stifle hope as it is to nourish it.

Pintman Paddy Losty. Some of Dublin's great pintmen have been known to put away thirty pints or more in a day

Too much of anything is bad, but too much good whiskey is barely enough." MARK TWAIN

I'm just going to have one last blackout in a dirty pink lace dress

An excess of reason is itself a form of madness

the greasier, the better...

I binge when I'm happy. When everything is going really well, every day is like I'm at a birthday party.

And no one drank just one shot of tequila.

God's love is unspeakable, implacable, its gaze matter-of-fact. But human love is something else: We love in excess of God's love if we love at all. We love by heaping meaning on objective fact. If I believed in God, I might imagine this is what He created humans for, to give things more tenderness than He granted them, amid nature's unblinking harshness and the cruelty of fate...

En nuestra región llovía todos los años, abundante, ruidosa, exageradamente, y el clima era siempre para nosotros benignidad y opulencia. Éramos pueblos de lluvia, acostumbrados a las inundaciones y los excesos de agua. Nuestros ancestros habían perdido las escamas sin abandonar el alma de peces.

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Hollywood, where the rich don't have to pay for anything.

He snorts more cocaine. I could pull over and roll him out the door but he's on so much blow right now that he would probably just turn into a roadrunner, catch up to me, and jump back in.

Where are the lines between satisfaction and excess, between restraint and indulgence, between pleasure and self-destruction? And why are they so difficult to find, particularly for women?

Marie Antoinette's wardrobe was the stuff of dreams, and the space of nightmares.

Oh... and we had three pools... you know, in case two broke.

1980's: not a time period but a state of mind.

Gluttony kills more then the sword.