Quotes About Perfection

My mama used to say to me, What, you don't have time to do it right, but you do have time to do it over?

The more we divide the Great One, the more knowledge and understanding we uncover from the individual parts. But, at the same time, we drift farther from the abstract perfection of the One.

If we were perfect, we'd be Wolves, right?

Music ultimately left him unstirred. Like a god irritated with his own tinkerings. Despite his talent, or perhaps because of it, he heard only the machinery, the clanking and spitting. He felt nothing. No compassion.

To the extent that your love [of God] is fearful, your love is incomplete or immature. It is not made perfect. 1 John 4:17-18

Symmetry is only a property of dead things.

Fame is a pearl many dive for and only a few bring up. Even when they do, it is not perfect, and they sigh for more, and lose better things in struggling for them.

As to the other three, if they had been perfection they would not have been real girls, and you could not have wept over their trials and laughed over their pleasures.

In order to purify yourself, you have to understand yourself, Father Trais went on. Everything out in the world is also in you. Good, bad, evil, perfection, death, everything. So we study our souls.

For such a perfectionist, giving money away was fraught with far more nervous tension than making it.

It was the kind of early-fall day Rachel had always loved, not warm or cold, the sky all deep-blue and cloudless and no breeze, the crops proud and ripe and the leaves so pretty but hardly a one yet fallen--a day so perfect that the earth itself seemed sorry to let it pass, so slowed down its roll into evening and let it linger.

a day so perfect that the earth itself seemed sorry to let it pass, so slowed down its roll into evening and let it linger.

Of course, to attain righteousness by observing the law, people must keep the law perfectly (James 2:10), which no person is capable of doing.

The perfection of hunting spelled the end of hunting as a way of life. Easy meat meant more babies. More babies meant more hunters. More hunters, sooner or later, meant less game. Most of the great human migrations across the world at this time must have been driven by want, as we bankrupted the land with our moveable feasts.

Podemos mejorar. Pero para eso tenemos que creer en las posibilidades de la democracia, y defenderla, y trabajar para perfeccionarla. Ten confianza.

Yes you are pretty, and when you pictured perfect, you came damn close, but the part of you I like the most is inside.

If you get simple beauty and naught else, You get about the best thing God invents.

On such an approach, Mill argues, anyone could demand as a 'social right' that nobody act in any way falling short of her own standards of perfection. He sees this as a 'monstrous' principle with the potential to justify virtually any interference with individual liberty – ultimately leaving us no zone of freedom beyond, perhaps, 'that of holding opinions in secret, without ever disclosing them' (Mill [1859] 1974: 158).

Ah, how could I possibly admit weakness of the one sense which should be more perfect in me than others, a sense which I once possessed in the greatest perfection, a perfection such as few in my profession have or ever have had?

They knew how to make a spoon that was exactly the right shape to hold in your hand and put into your mouth, even if your hands were still small and your mouth was little.

after we polished our boots to the point that the sun extinguished itself out of envy

With respect to love we speak continually about perfection and the perfect person. With respect to love Christianity also speaks continually about perfection and the perfect person. Alas, but we men talk about finding the perfect person in order to love him. Christianity speaks about being the perfect person who limitlessly loves the person he sees.

Just as a dog which is compelled to walk on two feet has every instant a tendency to go again on all four, and does so as soon as it sees its chance, waiting only to see its chance, so is Christendom an effort of the human race to go back to walking on all fours, to get rid of Christianity, to do it knavishly under the pretext that this is Christianity, claiming that it is Christianity perfected.

Is it such a self-deception the present generation has need of, does it need to be trained to virtuosity in self-deception, or is it not rather sufficiently perfected already in the art of deceiving itself?