Perfection Quotes - Page 20

Prayer brings a good spirit in our homes. For God hears prayer. Heaven itself would come down to our homes. And even though we who constitute the home all have our imperfections and our failings, our home would, through God's answer to prayer, become a little paradise.

In Japan, I took part in a tea ceremony. You go into a small room, tea is served, and that's it really, except that everything is done with so much ritual and ceremony that a banal daily event is transformed into a moment of communion with the universe.

I'm a perfectionist, and I always think that I can do better what I have done, even if it's good.

Abstaining so as really to enjoy, is the epicurism, the very perfection, of reason.

Experience is never limited, and it is never complete; it is an immense sensibility, a kind of huge spider-web of the finest silken threads suspended in the chamber of consciousness, and catching every air-borne particle in its tissue.

I love that feeling of, you know, we are women, we are so different, our imperfections are what make us unique and beautiful.

The scope for improvement is infinite, precisely because perfection is unattainable.

Perfectionism is a perpetual flight into an illusory future that cannot be attained.

If we had strength and faith enough to trust ourselves entirely to God; and follow Him simply wherever He should lead us, we should have no need of any great effort of mind to reach perfection.

I trust in the perfection of Divine Timing and allow my life to unfold as it should.

Accepting that your imperfections and so-called negative attributes are part of what makes you unique will help you to stop continually trying to be someone or something that you are not.

Flowers always have it - poise, completion, fulfillment, perfection . . .

Perfection is impossible. Trying to do your best is important, but loving yourself and loving others should come first.

I am no longer concerned with sensation and innovation, but with the perfection of my style.

No one ever approaches perfection except by stealth, and unknown to themselves.

... Remember in the beginning God created heaven and earth and all that was created was good so that anything that isn't good has come about because of your belief of mind that you are separate from this divinity. You are not what you have. You are not what you do. You are not what others think of you. You are beloved. You are divine. You are a creation that is made into perfection.

Whosoever does not know how to recognize the faults of great men is incapable of estimating their perfections.

Imperfection clings to a person, and if they wait till they are brushed off entirely, they would spin for ever on their axis, advancing nowhere.

Evolutionary plasticity can be purchased only at the ruthlessly dear price of continuously sacrificing some individuals to death from unfavourable mutations. Bemoaning this imperfection of nature has, however, no place in a scientific treatment of this subject.

My intent is simply to know my material so well that I'm very comfortable with it. Confidence, not perfection, is the goal.

Self reliance, the height and perfection of man, is reliance on God.

Our spirit of life is not identical with that of our ancestors, and therefore their music, even if restored with utter technical perfections, can never have to us precisely the same meaning it had for them. We cannot tear down the barricade that separates the present world from things and deeds past.

Why you were born and why you are living depend entirely on what you are getting out of this world and what you are giving to it. I cannot prove that this is a balance of mathematical perfection, but my own observation of life leads me to the conclusion that there is a very real friendship, both quantitatively and qualitatively, between what you contribute and what you get out of life.

The tragedy of music is that it begins with perfection.

Good painting is nothing else but a copy of the perfections of God and a reminder of His painting. Finally, good painting is a music and a melody which intellect only can appreciate, and with great difficulty.