Life is too short for any vain regretting... Between the swift sun's rising and its setting, we have no time for useless tears or fretting, life is too short.... Time is the best avenger if we wait, the years speed by, and on their wings bear healing, life is too short for aught but high endeavor-too short for spite, but long enough for love. And love lives on forever and forever.
Don't let your cool stand in the way of being soulful. Life is too short. Too short to hate. Too short to judge. Too short not to live for. Don't let anything or anyone get the best of you or your heart and mind. If you are going down... go down swinging, singing, and loving.
Life is too short for a half-rack.
My mother is the kind of woman you don't want to be in line behind at the supermarket. She has coupons for coupons.
Life is too short for half-hearted connections and meaningless run-throughs.
Carmen hated the 'life is too short" rationalization. She thought it was one of the lamer excuses in the history of excuse-making. Whenever you did something because "life is too short not to," you could be sure life would be just long enough to punish you for it.
I don't have a bad relationship. I'm 48 years old. I think life is too short for that. To me, life is... you open the shutters, you see the dogs outside, you look left, you look right, in, what, a second and a half? And that's a life.
There is only a half step difference between the champions and those who finish on the bottom. And much of that half step is mental.
I just want us to all have a good time and to party and enjoy this life, because it's too short. It's too short.
Life is too short to do mediocre work and it is definitely too short to build shitty things.
One week, I remember saving more than half my grocery bill that week with coupons. I was beyond thrilled.
Life, as the signs in the liquor stores say, is too short to drink bad wine. And summer is too short to read bad books.
I've never had a particularly sweet tooth. In fact, during the war, I used to swap my sweet ration coupons with my father - and he'd give me his clothing coupons in return. Looking good was more important to me than scoffing sweets.
Life's too short to be super conservative but it's also too short to make it any shorter. I don't plan on dying early, but at the same time I don't plan on playing it so safe that I'll live to ninety.
When you step in the ring, your arms are just too short to box with God.
My view is that life is too short. I'm not being melodramatic or anything, but when your mother dies in your arms - just you and her, and it's one o'clock in the morning, and you're waiting for her to exhale - you just think, life's too bloody short to argue about the little things.