Quotes About Perfection

un periodista eficaz —digamos Umbral— no alcanza la perfección de su arte con sólo ser informativo, concienzudo, verdadero, riguroso: tiene que tener además un estilo inconfundible.

Man can never be more perfect than the sun. The sun burns us with the same light that warms us. The sun has spots (stains). The ungrateful only talk about the spots (stains). The grateful talk about the light.

For there is no doubt that the most radical division that is possible to make of humanity is that which splits into two classes of creatures: those who make great demands on themselves, piling up difficulties and duties; and those who demand nothing special of themselves, but for whom to live is to be every moment what they already are, without imposing on themselves any effort towards perfection; mere boys that float on the waves.

For there is no doubt that the most radical division that it is possible to make of humanity is that which splits it into two classes of creatures: those who make great demands on themselves, piling up difficulties and duties; and those who demand nothing special of themselves, but for whom to live is to be every moment what they already are, without imposing on themselves any effort towards perfection; mere buoys that float on the waves.

We fall in love when our imagination projects nonexistent perfection upon another person. One day, the fantasy evaporates and with it, love dies.

LA EMOCIÓN DEL IDEAL Cuando pones la proa visionaria hacia una estrella y tiendes el ala hacia tal excelsitud inasible, afanoso de perfección y rebelde a la mediocridad, llevas en ti el resorte misterioso de un Ideal. Es ascua sagrada, capaz de templarte para grandes acciones. Custódiala; si la dejas apagar no se reenciende jamás. Y si ella muere en ti, quedas inerte: fría bazofia humana.

Son prosaicos. No tienen afán de perfección: la ausencia de ideales impídeles poner en sus actos el grano de sal que poetiza la vida.

Para concebir una perfección se requiere cierto nivel ético y es indispensable alguna educación intelectual. Sin ellos pueden tenerse fanatismos y supersticiones; ideales, jamás.

Para concebir una perfección se requiere cierto nivel ético y es indispensable alguna educación intelectual. Sin ellos pueden tenerse fanatismos y supersticiones; ideales, jamás. Los que viven debajo de ese nivel y no adquieren esa educación permanecen sujetos a dogmas que otros les imponen, esclavos de fórmulas paralizadas por la herrumbre del tiempo. Sus

Every human being has within him an ideal man, just as every piece of marble contains in a rough state a statue as beautiful as the one that Praxiteles the Greek made of the god Apollo.

Justice is that which is practiced by God himself, and to be practiced in its perfection by none but him. Omniscience and omnipotence are requisite for the full exertion of it.

I've never believed in seeking perfection at the risk of losing everything.

A work is perfectly finished only when nothing can be added to it and nothing taken away.

when we consider the question carefully, we find that creation and sanc tification do not add to the perfection of God, but merely to that of the creature. It is not the divine operation as such that undergoes an intrinsic change, but solely the product of this operation. Hence God's free operation ad extra furnishes no objective reason why His operation and nature should be split up and His simplicity endangered. 39

one in the world ever gets what they want and that is beautiful.

I must be worthy of the great DiMaggio who does all things perfectly even with the pain of the bone spur in his heel.

The first draft of anything is shit.

The artist must be like a heart surgeon. He must approach something with sympathy, but with a sort of coldness and work and work until he finds some kind of perfection in his work. You can't have blood splashing all over the place. Things must be done very cleanly.

But somewhere along the way our ability to tell (and to listen to) stories was lost. As life speeded up, as the possibility of both communication and annihilation became ever more instantaneous, people came to have less tolerance for that which comes only over time. The demand for perfection and the craving for ever more control over a world that paradoxically seemed ever more out of control eventually bred impatience with story.

Estaba la teoría de Stendhal, de que el amor es un error. No es que a veces pueda errar, sino que por naturaleza es un error. El que ama se imagina perfecciones que no existen. Cuando esas fantasías desaparecen de la mente, cesa el amor. El amor no es ciego sino peor que ciego, es visionario, ve lo que no hay. A

el enamorado es el que descubre en el ser amado unas perfecciones que realmente tiene pero que los demás no son capaces de ver. No es un visionario sino un clarividente.

As an anarch, who acknowledges neither law nor custom, I owe it to myself to get at the very heart of things. I then probe them in terms of their contradictions, like image and mirror image. Either is imperfect – by seeking to unite them, which I practice every morning, I manage to catch a corner of reality.

Human perfection and technical perfection are incompatible. If we strive for one, we must sacrifice the other.

La sera perfeziona l'opera grezza cominciata al risveglio, a cielo ancora buio. La sera smussa, dà l'ultima mano di cartavetra fina al giorno fatto a mano.