Quotes About Imperfection

Ma l'amore è questo: prendersi cura l'uno dell'altro, anche se in maniera sgrammaticata e maldestra, ognuno a partire dall'intensità imperfetta della propria storia fino alla perfezione neutra della complementarietà.

You're right, nobody's perfect. But in the right relationship, you're going to be perfect for each other. Because you tick each other's boxes in the things that matter to you. So you can overlook his snoring, or he can ignore your aversion to exercise, or whatever it is that doesn't exactly align, as long as you each fulfil the big things, the important ones.

While far from perfect, the Spiritually Healthy parent is a parent who walks each day, step by step, with God as his or her guide.

It's the pressing on toward the goal that is important, not simply trying to look perfect or be perfect. And it's also important to forget what is behind us, because we cannot change our pasts. We can, however, look forward and fix our eyes on Jesus as we listen to His direction.

Even were the time to come when there would be neither poor nor rich, yet there will always be wise and stupid, sly and simple, for so there have ever been and ever will be. The strong man sets his foot on the neck of the weakling; the cunning man runs off with the simpleton's purse and sets the dunce to work for him. Man is a crooked dealer and even his virtue is imperfect. Only he who lies down never to rise again is wholly good.

A car can't operate without the mechanical systems working, but it can operate with a few dents and scratches..., you are the same.

We may not see how our frayed, smelly imperfections can be redesigned, but God certainly can. He believes that our imperfections are the raw materials for crafting something extraordinary.

People of the Second Chance understand that God's love gets in through our cracks and breaks.

God knew you'd pick up this book. God knows you. He knows what you think about, what drives you nuts, when you obsess about the parts of your body, how your significant other drives you crazy sometimes, how frustrated you get with yourself for not being all that you would like to be. In your mess, God showcases his glory. God also knows the incredible plans he has for you—the empowered and abundant and fruitful life to which he calls you. We are imperfect. His love is unending.

Of course, errors are not good for a chess game, but errors are unavoidable and in any case, a game without errors, or as they say 'flawless game' is colorless.

I don't want to be perfect, but I do want to be a role model. My mom always tells me that imperfections equal beauty. All of us are imperfect.

No one is clean. Living makes you dirty.

It's a filthy world... No one is clean. Living makes you dirty.

I'm only marginally qualified to be giving advice at all. My body mass index is certainly not ideal, I frequently use my debit card to buy things that cost less than three dollars because I never have cash on me, and my bedroom is so untidy it looks like vandals ransacked the Anthropologie Sale section. I'm kind of a mess.

I don't wake up in the morning, look at my naked body in the mirror, and say, "Good morning, body. Once again, you've nailed it, you gorgeous imperfect thing. That wobbly patch of cellulite? A miracle. Each stretch mark? A Picasso. Holy crap, I look good! Who can I sext? Somebody else has got to see this!

Such is the case with unseasonable rain. It is supposed to be hot summer, yet it is a day like midwinter. What is there to do but to accept it? Following cycles does not mean that you can then expect things to occur with precision and regularity. The actual ways that circumstances develop will always remain beyond complete regimentation. Nature doesn't act according to human theories. Rather, our sciences are imperfect at analyzing nature.

There is no utopia. There never will be. There is only the valiant attempt of each person to live spiritually in a world where spirituality is almost impossible.

Nobel Prize-winning neuroscientist Eric Kandel says we are who we are because of what we learn and what we remember. Who am I, then, if my memory is impaired?

He was worried she would not let him love her with the stain. He had already decided long ago, twenty or thirty minutes ago, that the stain was fine. He had only seen it for a moment, but he was already used to it. It was good. It somehow allowed them to have more.

Some days, doing "the best we can" may still fall short of what we would like to be able to do, but life isn't perfect on any front-and doing what we can with what we have is the most we should expect of ourselves or anyone else.

What I feel in that kitchen is the way humans are so flawed and so perfect, and I want to share bodies. You know your old dog? That's how I feel—I want to climb on people, breathe their breath, lick the inside of stranger's mouths. I don't know these two, but who do we ever know, really, past the skin? How do we get there?

None of us is guaranteed against failure or corruption of any kind witness what's going on in the world in this moment, the follies of human nature and the failures of human nature.

Making mistakes confirms that you are a human being, otherwise you would be in the rank of angels. However, in order to grow we must always learn new lessons from them.

Since we believe that there is no one who is perfect, we can easily claim that no one is innocent either. It's just a matter of time.