Quotes About Imperfection

You and I need to do our best to keep on living. Even if our lives are not perfect.

God knows I'm not perfect, you've just got to take a good hard look at yourself, change what needs to be changed, and move on.

I know that I am not perfect or ever will be. I try to my best each day, but I confess I sometimes miss the mark and fail. Doing the best yet failing doesn't make you a bad person, it means you are human. Take the encouragement from God and others and keep moving forward.

I believe that the measure of our soul is our capacity to love imperfect people." Because there is something perfect to be found in the imperfect.

We make mistakes because we are imperfect. Learn from your mistakes, forgive yourself, and keep moving forward.

It's a funny thing about life, "I am okay with the imperfection of my own self. I am okay with all that I feel, and I am okay because I fall in love with myself little bit more everyday.

You have the right to make mistakes, so deal with the fact that you are not a perfect person and be responsible for them.

When you love somebody, you don't love them because they're perfect. You love them because of the fact they're not.

I am not perfect, but I love and accept myself as I am." So just love me the way I am!

I am not perfect, I love and accept myself as I am." So just love me the way I am!

I am not perfect. I say stupid things. I laugh when I'm not suppose to. I have scars left by people who did me wrong. I'm a little crazy and probably won't change. But I make one promise. That if I love you, I do it with a full heart.

People have always shined, but they shine brightest when they become grateful for what they have, and learn to love themselves. Perfection isn't beautiful, imperfection and flaws are.

The point is that something I thought was perfect has been broken, and I'm having to find the beauty in what is there instead of what I thought was there. Like this shell. I can either spend all my time wishing it were perfect, trying to imagine it the way it was or might have been, or I can see how beautiful it is just like this.

How mingled and imperfect are all our sublunary joys!

As you sing it it's a study. That letter selfpenned to one's other, that neverperfect everplanned?

In brief, through clever tests, the application of their backgrounds in decision theory and psychology, and the use of statistics, the two of them proved that our reasoning is imperfect, that we make errors in judgment, and that small differences in how information is presented can have a substantial effect on our reactions.

Our little party Got under way as best it could. The twigs Unclenched, the greedy rosebuds caked with smut. The ill-knit creatures, now in hues Of sunstroke, mulberry, white of clown, Yellow of bile, bruise-blacks-and-blues, Stumped outward, waving matchstick arms, Colliding, poking, hurt, in tears

Like we were just jagged puzzle pieces that made no sense alone but together we fit perfectly. That's what life is supposed to be like for normal people right? You find that other piece that matches yours that completes yours. And you make the jags and the crevices fit, even if they don't go in perfectly smooth, even if they require a few adjustments. You don't demand perfection you make it work and appreciate the parts that fit instead of obsessing about the small angles that don't.

Amazon is certainly not a perfect company. However, doctors, teachers, engineers, journalists, politicians, and labor unions are also on a continuum of consciousness, and none are perfect either. It is easy to judge and find fault with any company if that is what one's ideological biases wish to see.

You are a human being and are allowed to be imperfect, and you are allowed to be flawed. There is a lot of beauty in your imperfections, in your uniqueness.

All creatures are flawed, but out of the flaw may come the universe.

Every form, not being the whole, must, of necessity, be imperfect; less than the whole, it cannot be identical with the whole, and being less than the whole and, therefore, imperfect by itself, it shows imperfection as evil, and only the totality of a universe can mirror the image of God.

The men and women who are truly filled with light are those who have gazed deeply into the darkness of their own imperfect existence.

I'm excited about the ageing process. I'm more interested in women who aren't perfect. They're more compelling.