Quotes About Perfection

The artist who aims at perfection in everything achieves it in nothing.

The very pink of perfection.

Whoever thinks a faultless piece to see. Thinks what ne'er was, nor is, nor e'er shall be.

God's willingness to answer our prayers exceeds our willingness to give good and necessary things to our children, just as far as God's ability, goodness and perfection exceed our infirmities and evil.

If you expect perfection from other people, your whole life is a series of disappointments, grumbling and complaints. If, on the contrary, you pitch your expectations low, taking folks as the inefficient creatures which they are, you are frequently surprised by having them perform better than you had hoped.

He that will have a perfect brother must resign himself to remaining brotherless.

Good is not good, where better is expected.

Better is the enemy of the good.

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.

There is a passion for perfection which you rarely see fully developed; but you may note this fact, that in successful lives it is never wholly lacking.

The pursuit of the perfect, then, is the pursuit of sweetness and light.

There are no perfect people - except, of course, my wife's first husband.

Remember, if God had wanted this to be perfect, he never would have had me up here.

Trifles make perfection - and perfection is no trifle.

If I only had a little humility, I'd be perfect.

Flaubert had infinite correction to perform.

If a man means his writing seriously, he must mean to write well. But how can he write well until he learns to see what he has written badly. His progress toward good writing and his recognition of bad writing are bound to unfold at something like the same rate.

Sve su Drine ovog svijeta krive; nikada se one ne?e mo?i sve ni potpuno ispraviti; nikada ne smijemo prestati da ih ispravljamo.

Po tom višku koji nosi svako umetni?ko delo kao neki trag tajanstvene saradnje izme?u prirode i umetnika, vidi se demonsko poreklo umetnosti. Postoji legenda da ?e Antihrist, kada se bude pojavio na zemlji, stvarati sve što je i Bog stvorio, samo sa ve?om veštinom i sa više savršenstva [...] Možda je umetnik prete?a Antihrista. Možda se hiljade i hiljade nas igramo Antihrista, kao što se deca, usred mira, igraju rata.

This generation was richer only in illusions; in every other way it was similar to any other. It had the feeling of both lighting the fires of a new civilization and extinguishing the last flickers of another. Everything appeared as an exciting new game on that ancient bridge, which shone in the moonlight of those July nights, clean, young and unalterable, strong and lovely in its perfection, stronger than all that time might bring and man imagine or do.

Imperfection is an end. Perfection is only an aim.

People who expect perfection in a mate miss a lot of fun—and sweetness.

Then you got to the face, framed by that mane of black silk hair, and no heart could be blamed for skipping a few beats. That face, carved by some genius god on a particularly artistic day. Those eyes, so wildly blue they caught the breath. That mouth, so perfectly, romantically sculpted, curved now, for her. Maybe, just maybe, with another handful of years of marriage, seeing him unexpectedly wouldn't simply dazzle her.

You are perfect for a female. Not where I come from. Then they're using the wrong standard.