Quotes About Imperfection

He baptized his adopted child, and named him Quasimodo, either because he wished to mark in this way the day upon which the child was found, or because he wished to show by this name how imperfect and incomplete the poor little creature was. Indeed, Quasimodo, one eyed, hunchbacked, and knock kneed, was hardly more than half made.

But who among us is perfect? Even the greatest strategists have their eclipses, and the greatest blunders, like the thickest ropes, are often compounded of a multitude of strands. Take the rope apart, separate it into the small threads that compose it, and you can break them one by one. You think, 'That is all there was!' But twist them all together and you have something tremendous.

O Josephine, face more than irregular, you would be charming were you not all askew. You have the air of a pretty face upon which some one has sat down by mistake.

On the face of this aged queen of our cathedrals, by the side of a wrinkle, one always finds a scar. Tempus edax, homo edacior*; which I should be glad to translate thus: time is blind, man is stupid.      *  Time is a devourer; man, more so.

Théodule was, we think we have mentioned, the favourite of Aunt Gillenormand, who preferred him because she did not see him. Not seeing people permits us to imagine in them every perfection.

we try to knit our lives together, dropped stitches and all. Maybe that's what love is.

I see the incredulity in my son's eyes and it makes me smile. Our children see us so imperfectly.

It's the cracks in us that make us who we are, Zus had said, and perhaps he'd been right. When a linden tree broke, it often grew back, stronger and more beautiful in its damaged places. What if the same was true for man?

Abandoning perfectionism is such a relief for us, and them.

Cele doua ceasuri arata, concomitent, doua forme diferite de timp, desi pe ambele destul de inexact. Al nostru intarzie peste masura, iar cel de acolo de afara... nu masoara timpul, ci eternitatea aservirii, iar cu treaba asta avem de-a face cat are de-a face creanga cu ploaia: suntem neputinciosi.

Nobody is perfect. However life gives us a chance to be today what we were unable to be yesterday.

And I know you thought a lot of him. I realize I'm hardly the perfect substitute, but like I said, the way things are going maybe it's stupid to wait for perfection." Suddenly he was looking directly at her and Cassie saw something in his mahogany eyes she'd never seen before.

No man is so perfect, so necessary to his friends, as to give them no cause to miss him less.

Voor mij kon liefde geen plicht zijn, ik wist alleen hoe ik van lichaam en geest kon houden. En dat betekende houden van een massa kleuren, houden van wat je het gevoel geeft dat je leeft. Het betekende ook houden van onvolmaaktheid.

Every witticism is an inexact thought; that which is perfectly true is imperfectly witty.

God knows we're all drawn to what's beautiful and broken.

He was Will, in all his perfect imperfection; Will, whose heart was as easy to break as it was carefully guarded; Will, who loved not wisely but entirely and with everything he had.

God knows we're all drawn toward what's beautiful and broken; I have been, but some people cannot be fixed. Or if they can be, it's only by love and sacrifice so great it destroys the giver.

We are none of us perfect, and no one expects perfection. But when you have hurt people, you must allow them their anger. Otherwise it will only become another thing you have tried to take away.

I think it's great that she's not perfect and wasn't perfect. I think that's maybe why so many young girls and different people look up to Mac and respect her even more.

Life is messy. I certainly don't expect tidiness from yours or anybody else's.

Nobody said we would get out unscarred, I guess. Nobody said it was a beautiful work with no scars

We all have to take ourselves out into the world, flaws and all. And find a way to make the adjustment.

In the realm of wounded humans, you're never going to have it all. Also, I should note that in my opinion, we're all wounded humans. The rest is just a matter of degree.