“Okay, if this is what falling in love feels like, someone please kill me now. (Not literally, overzealous
readers.) But it was all too much—too much emotion, too much happiness, too much longing, perhaps
too much ice cream…”

“I'm too much of a coward to kill myself. And too much of a coward to live”

“Too much of anything could destroy you, Simon thought. Too much darkness could kill, but too much light could blind.”

“and love is a word used
too much and
much
too soon.”

“The bright side of the planet moves toward darkness
And the cities are falling asleep, each in its hour,
And for me, now as then, it is too much.
There is too much world.”

“He had loved too much, demanded too much, and he wore it all out.”

“Magnus thought of James Herondale, burning up with too much light, too much love, too much, too much- while the boy in the portrait was as lovely as a dying poet, with the fragile beauty of a candle about to gutter out.”

“I like you, but not too much. I don’t want to like anybody too much.”

“We think too much and feel too little.”

“There was much to hate in this world and too much to love.”