Practice makes perfect, but nobody's perfect, so why practice?

Too late, I found you can't wait to become perfect, you got to go out and fall down and get up with everybody else.

This is what I know. Don't settle for 40, 50, or even 80 percent. A relationship-it shouldn't be too small or too tight or even a little scratchy. It shouldn't take up space in your closet out of guilty conscience or convenience or a moment of desire. Do you hear me? It shold be perfect for you. It should be lasting. Wait. wait for 100 percent.

We come to love not by finding a perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly.

Working to perfect our gift and overcoming the pain of self-discipline, we achieve our goals and move on to our dreams

God keeps us in perfect peace when we rely on Him and are firm in the spirit

Democracy is not perfect. It is an imperfection that the majority choose to support.

From recovery to rags and rags to recovery symbolizes art - a perfect compilation of human imperfections.

In order to make our gifts perfect, you need to work on yourself but it hurts

The perfect scenario is when you are living your dream, when you have found your gift and when you are working to bring it to perfection

Don't waste your whole lifetime waiting for the perfect life when there's a perfectly good one within and right in front of you.

Practice does not make perfect. Perfect practice makes perfect.

There is a crack in everything God has made.

In our corrupted state, common weaknesses and defects contribute more towards the reconciling us to one another than all the precepts of the philosophers and divines.

It is only imperfection that complains of what is imperfect. The more perfect we are the more gentle and quiet we become towards the defects of others.

The indefatigable pursuit of an unattainable perfection, even though it consists in nothing more than the pounding of an old piano, is alone what gives meaning to our life on this unavailing star.

Sometimes I worry about being a success in a mediocre world.

I never realized how mediocre the world was until I got involved with some of its supposedly top people.

It's not evil that's ruining the earth, but mediocrity. The crime is not that Nero played while Rome burned, but that he played badly.

Perfection is such a nuisance that I often regret having cured myself of using tobacco.