Quotes About Perfection

I love my fans in Philadelphia, but this is the hardest place in the world to play in. And I think it's the hardest place to play in to be a superstar. Just to be the No. 1 guy. All eyes on you - because everybody wants you to be perfect, but not themselves.

Well, I live in the U.K. in 2017 and I'm like every woman in this country who flips through supplements and magazines - I'm bombarded with pictures of so-called perfection.

Things can change only through strong personalities. I am not very good at supporting ignorance and mediocrity, so maybe this leads to arrogant gestures and arrogant responses. So, nobody's perfect.

I have been incredibly blessed with a mother who supports me 100 percent - she sees nothing but perfection in her daughter.

I suppose the Church would be perfect only if it were run by perfect beings. God is perfect, and His doctrine is pure. But He works through us - His imperfect children - and imperfect people make mistakes.

Every time you work, you have to do it all over again, to rid yourself of this dross. I suppose for a person who is not an artist or not attempting art, it is not dross, because it is the common exchange of everyday life.

I have no doubt concerning that Supreme Goodness, who is so eager to share His blessings, or of that everlasting love which makes Him more eager to bestow perfection on us than we are to receive it.

Ironing is comfort. It's control. I'm a nutty person who likes to make sure everything is in its place.

At the point that an idea approaches perfection, fashion and expectations surge ahead, leaving the innovator with considerable room to find further improvements.

You know when people overdo it... and their breasts are way too large or they overdo their face, I mean, that's what gives plastic surgery a bad name.

I see women in their 30s getting plastic surgery, pulling this up and tucking that back. It's like a slippery slope - once you start you pull one thing one way and then you think, 'Oh my God, I've got to do the other side.'

Plastic surgery is for when you don't like things... Everything I've got already looks so good.

Becoming the new feminine ideal requires just the right combination of insecurity, exercise, bulimia and surgery.

I've had a little plastic surgery. I've had a little lipo. I've had a little Botox. And you know what? None of it works. None of it.

It surprises me that criticism on social media is worst than ever... more and more people tend to seek perfection in others.

I rarely come away from presenting the 'Today' programme without some sense of regret. There is always some question that I should have asked, or some point that I should have made. This is annoying but not surprising. Perfection is hard to achieve in a three-hour live programme.

As we prepare ourselves to celebrate Christ's birth, we might do well to ask how he is our Lord, that is, the purpose of our life. To call him Lord is to claim him as our ruler and to take our direction from him. But following Jesus is about more than obedience. If he is our purpose, he is our center of gravity, the radiant love whose beauty draws us to itself as the fulfillment of our longing and the perfection of our nature.

The impulse to perfection cannot exist where the definition of perfection is the arbitrary decision of authority. That which is born in loneliness and from the heart cannot be defended against the judgment of a committee of sycophants.

When a woman is a really good driver she is just about perfect.

The calves were beautiful, the ankles long and slim and with enough melodic line for a tone poem.

Pug nodded. 'What do you fear the most?' Nicholas thought a long moment. 'Of not being as good as I should be.

What Walter thinks is that people are like rivers. We never stay in the same place but jest keep flowing along, learning new stuff and picking up new experiences and changing all the time. So today's you isn't the same as yesterday's you and won't be the same as tomorrow's you. But Walter also thinks that there's a real perfect you that you're always trying to get to, and the better you are at living your life, the closer you come to it.

Perfection is a stick with which to beat the possible. Perfectionists can find fault with anything, and no one has higher standards in this regard than leftists.

So many of us believe in perfection, which ruins everthing else, because the perfect is not only the enemy of the good, itÄs also the enemy of the realistic, the possible, and the fun.