A grandmother is a person with too much wisdom to let that stop her from making a fool of herself over her grandchildren.
We are shallow because we are 'mayabang,' ego driven, and do not have the humility to understand that we are only human, much too human to mistake knowledge for wisdom.
We humans have lost the wisdom of genuinely resting and relaxing. We worry too much. We don't allow our bodies to heal, and we don't allow our minds and hearts to heal.
When I go out to direct a film, every day we prepare too much, we think too much. Knowledge becomes a weight upon wisdom. You know, simple words lost in the quicksand of experience.
It's amazing how much 'mature wisdom' resembles being too tired.
People may have too much of a good thing:Full as an egg of wisdom thus I sing.
Behold, I am weary of my wisdom,
like a bee that has gathered too much honey;
I need hands outstretched to receive it.
If the good people in their wisdom shall see fit to keep me in the background, I have been too familiar with disappointments to bevery much chagrined.
Much awkwardness ensued.
Too much agreement kills a chat.
We are what we repeatedly do. Excellence, then, is not an act, but a habit.