Quotes About Perfection

I hope there's something wrong me. Because if there isn't something wrong me it means there's something wrong with the world. That's terrifying. So I'd like to think there's something wrong with me that can be made right.

In wishing to know ourselves fully, we must forget our quest for gain and seek only completion. At a certain point in our development, we no longer even seek to become Mystic, Magister, Sorcerer, or Witch: we seek only our own perfection in the wholeness of our Will, in the joining of light with dark and strength with love. We are varied and gorgeous yet pure of heart. Our aim is this: to know ourselves and to know the world.

It is in the gap between your imperfections, honestly faced, and your desire for something beyond perfection that you can achieve genius. Perfect pitch, perfect life, perfect love – these are dead-ends.

At last Niko dropped his hands, and opened his eyes. His perfect tree illusion solidified and settled. Very nice, said Briar with approval. Couldn't have done better myself Couldn't do it at all yourself, muttered Tris. Briar ignored her. But you'd never find a cork oak in these parts. Too cold. Niko looked down his nose at the boy. I beg your pardon? Briar shrugged. Just thought I'd mention it. Niko glared.

By the Mass, if they dropped her," said Mercurio, "there's a thought. Being made apparently of porcelain, she'd shatter. A hundred shards of white perfection. Scrabble, gentlemen, scrabble. See who'll get what.

She was complete, wholly restored without even a hint of any need for further correction. The

But He did not say *become* perfect. He said *be* perfect. And that mystery is unveiled in Yeshua Himself. For you are now in Him, and He is perfect.

There are no longer any problems to solve. If there are no longer any problems to solve, there's no longer any need for correction. If there's no need for correction, then there's no need for law. Live in the grace of that which is now perfect, as it is. Be perfect, don't try to become perfect. You already are, you just don't know it yet. Be still and know.

La perfection est absolue, n'est-ce pas ? On ne peut pas être un peu unique, on ne peut pas être plus que parfait. Et pourtant... Vous l'êtes

I couldn't be an ingenue today, because the business has changed. I remember when you could dress for a premiere just by putting on a cute top. Now you have to be perfect and fabulous in every way, or you're ridiculed.

I do not like the Broadway theatre because it does not know how to say hello. The tone of voice is false, the mannerisms are false, the sex is false, ideal, the Hollywood world of perfection, the clean image, the well pressed clothes, the well scrubbed anus, odorless, inhuman, of the Hollywood actor, the Broadway star. And the terrible false dirt of Broadway, the lower depths in which the dirt is imitated, inaccurate.

See that I am God. See that I am in everything. See that I do everything. See that I have never stopped ordering my works, nor ever shall, eternally. See that I lead everything on to the conclusion I ordained for it before time began, by the same power, wisdom and love with which I made it. How can anything be amiss?

Everything seems perfect on the surface," I told him, "but sometimes I feel like I don't know what I'm doing, or where I really want to be, and I've always had this strange unexplainable urge to escape from wherever I am, because nothing seems quite enough, and I feel incredibly frustrated sometimes, like there's more to life out there somewhere, but I don't know what it is, or where it is. Do you ever feel that way?

Everything seems perfect on the surface," I told him, "but sometimes I feel like I don't know what I'm doing, or where I really want to be, and I've always had this strange unexplainable urge to escape from wherever I am, because nothing seems quite enough, and I feel incredibly frustrated sometimes, like there's more to life out there somewhere, but I don't know what it is, or where it is.

Everything's perfect." I want to kick myself for using that word, because nothing's ever perfect.

Remember: the amateur works until he can get it right. The professional works until he cannot go wrong.

The anateur works until they get something right. The professional works until they can't go wrong.

It was like love, he thought, this crumbling chapel: it has been complicated, and therefore perfected, by what time had done to it

The [bird's] nest with its streamers was a final unbidden touch: It was what human hands had not brought to the building, and could not remove. It was like love, he thought, this crumbling chapel: It had been complicated, and thereby perfected, by what time had done to it.

A Oliveira le gustaba hacer el amor con la Maga porque nada podía ser más importante para ella y al mismo tiempo, de una manera difícilmente comprensible, estaba como por debajo de su placer, se alcanzaba en él un momento y por eso se adhería desesperadamente y lo prolongaba, era como un despertarse y conocer su verdadero nombre, y después recaía en una zona siempre un poco crepuscular que encantaba a Oliveira temeroso de perfecciones

El orador estuvo muy bien. No dijo nada y lo vivaron. Era perfecto. Nosotros, los que deberíamos decir algo, aquí estamos como ves hablándonos bajito por miedo a que nos muelan a palos. El orador encaja mucho mejor que nosotros.

we find only one tool, neither created nor invented, but perfect: the hand of man.

We cannot ask ourselves whether 'woman' is superior or inferior to 'man' any more than we can ask ourselves whether water is superior or inferior to fire. There can be no doubt that a woman who is perfectly woman is superior to a man who is imperfectly man, just as a farmer who is faithful to his land and performs his work perfectly is superior to a king who cannot do his own work.

Take what you have and just make it the best it could be.