Quotes About Perfection

The final, unfinished fugue from The Art of Fugue is the greatest piece of music ever composed.

I did all you can do with a clarinet. Any more would have been less.

In music, if you hit a wrong note, people forgive you. In magic when something goes wrong, the entire art is destroyed.

There is too much emphasis on technical perfection nowadays, and not enough on what music is actually about - irony, joy, human suffering, love.

When I first heard music, I thought it should be very clean, very precise. Something that people could understand, something that was beautiful.

The piano ain't got no wrong notes.

The tragedy of music is that it begins with perfection.

Would you destroy Something perfect in order to make it beautiful?

True perfection has to be imperfect. I know that sounds foolish, but it's true.

I compulsively reach for perfection in music, often at the expense of everything else in my life.

My music is rock. I listen to Red Hot Chili Peppers and I listen to one of my songs, and if I don't give you the same emotion, then I go back and re-spit.

Second violins can play a concerto perfectly if they're in their own home and nobody's there.

The orchid is Mother Nature's masterpiece.

I don't know if anything in nature ever grows exactly the same, but they are always exactly as the way it should be, perfectly itself.

Human subtlety will never devise an invention more beautiful, more simple or more direct than does nature because in her inventions nothing is lacking, and nothing is superfluous.

The cat is nature's masterpiece.

Nature is a collective idea, and, though its essence exist in each individual of the species, can never in its perfection inhabit a single object.

We must always take from nature what we paint and always choose the most beautiful things.

It is very rarely granted even to Nature herself to produce anything absolutely perfect in every part.

To be constant is to be useful. To be useful is to realize one's true nature. Realization of one's true nature is happiness. When one reaches happiness, one is close to perfection.

God put a secret art into the forces of Nature so as to enable it to fashion itself out of chaos into a perfect world system.

Nature itself cannot err

The fact is that man has no longing for any other nature but desires only to be perfect in his own.

A clear idea about the nature of quality in art will always result in inferior art tailored to it.