Quotes About Perfection

When you make a record, you listen to it literally hundreds of times. When it's done and you can't do anything else, I never listen to my records.

We've all taken hundreds of selfies until we get the perfect one.

It was about as close as you could get to the platonic ideal of a ham, if Plato had spent more time discussing hams and less time mucking about with triangles.

I feel like Amy wanted people to believe she really was perfect. And as we got to be friends, I got to know her. And she wasn't perfect. You know? She was brilliant and charming and all that, but she was also controlling and OCD and a drama queen and a bit of a liar. Which was fine by me. It just wasn't fine by her. She got rid of me because I knew she wasn't perfect.

Amy made me believe I was exceptional, that I was up to her level of play. That was both our making and undoing Because I couldn't handle the demands of greatness. I began craving ease and averageness.

I wish I'd be murdered...Then I'd never have to worry again. When you die, you become perfect. I'd be like Princess Diana. Everyone loves her now.

being an only child—you grow up knowing you aren't allowed to disappoint, you're not even allowed to die. There isn't a replacement toddling around; you're it. It makes you desperate to be flawless, and it also makes you drunk with the power. In such ways are despots made.

She had perfect skin, so free of blotches or wrinkles, her face so perfect and character-free she could have just popped out of the womb. They all seemed unfinished. I wanted them to go away.

Olen aina ollut parempi kuin Hopet; se joka selvisi hengissä. Silti olen aina, ihan aina ollut mustasukkainen seitsemälle tuonpuoleisessa tanssivalle prinsessalle. He ovat saavuttaneet täydellisyyden joutumatta yrittämään, olematta hetkeäkään olemassa, kun minä olen jumissa maankamaralla ja joudun yrittämään joka päivä, ja joka päivä saatan osoittautua puutteelliseksi.

Ser hija única conlleva una responsabilidad injusta; te educas en la certeza de que en realidad no tienes permitido causar desengaños, ni siquiera tienes permitido morir. No tienes sustitutas que puedan reemplazarte gateando por la casa; eres todo lo que hay. Eso te conduce a desesperarte por ser perfecta y también te vuelve ebria de poder. Así se crean los déspotas.

a finely shaped head.

There isn't a replacement toddling around; you're it. It makes you desperate to be flawless, and it also makes you drunk with the power. In such ways are despots made.

No. I couldn't allow that. No. Never. Never. He doesn't get to do this to me and still fucking win. I changed my name for that piece of shit. Historical records have been altered -- Amy Elliott to Amy Dunne -- like it's nothing. No, he does not get to win. So I began to think of a different story, a better story, that would destroy Nick for doing this to me. A story that would restore my perfection. It would make me the hero, flawless, and adored. Because everyone loves the dead girl.

You're still desperate to have everyone think you're perfect. You never want to be the bad guy.

Therefore the perfect, absolutely and in itself, is one, infinite, which cannot be greater or better, and that which nothing can be greater or better. This is one, everywhere, the only God, universal nature, of which nothing can be a perfect image or reflection, but the infinite.

When I write a song it's always from the point of view: makes the song the best it can be.

The test! It was as if they believed the test was an infallible superbeing that had descended to earth on a great space ark surrounded by thunderbolts of perfection.

The Church is in the world, it is part of the suffering in the world, and though Christ condemned the disciple who struck off the ear of the high priest's servant, our hearts go out in sympathy to all who are moved to violence by the suffering of others. The Church condemns violence, but it condemns indifference more harshly. Violence can be the expression of love, indifference never. One is an imperfection of charity, the other the perfection of egoism.

With a novel, which takes perhaps years to write, the author is not the same man he was at the end of the book as he was at the beginning. It is not only that his characters have developed--he has developed with them, and this nearly always gives a sense of roughness to the work: a novel can seldom have the sense of perfection which you find in Chekhov's story, The Lady with the Dog.

how twisted we humans are, and yet they say a god made us; but I find it hard to conceive of any god wo is not as simple as a perfect equation, as clear as the air.

The Church condemns violence, but it condemns indifference more harshly. Violence can be the expression of love, indifference never. One is an imperfection of charity, the other the perfection of egoism.

Christian desire is always excessive, generous beyond what is asked. It is a desire not to consume the other, but to let the other be in the perfection they are called to grow into. It is a desire ultimately founded upon God as triune and, as triune, a community of love fore-given and given lavishly.

We are more than any family could be. We fought and argued and loved and learned through the long, cold voyage. We chose teams, disbanded, re-formed, chose again, and now the fit is perfection within diversity.

NEXT TIME." The two best words in the English language. Freedom and possibility. Progress, not perfection. Just do something a little bit better than the last go-round and your place in the world would get a little bit clearer.