Don't strive for somebody else's notion of perfection. It's an unattainable and ultimately ridiculous goal. Strive instead to be uniquely yourself and when in doubt listen to your gut, because it already knows what you want to become.
A lot of people from my generation of music are so focused on playing things correctly or to perfection that they're stuck in that safe place.
Are you still to learn that the end and perfection of our victories is to avoid the vices and infirmities of those whom we subdue?
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.
Remember this. Hold on to this. This is the only perfection there is, the perfection of helping others. This is the only thing we can do that has any lasting meaning. This is why we're here. To make each other feel safe.
Perfection is unattainable, so I like to live in imperfection.
I think sadly in any industry and in any work related environments females always strive to achieve a certain amount of perfection whether they be skinny or pretty. It's constant in our society.
A song is such a short form. . . that 'the slightest flaw seems like a mountain. ' And so every song needs to be revised 'til it's close to perfection. . . But achieving perfection takes a lot of energy.
Vegetarianism serves as the criterion by which we know that the pursuit of moral perfection on the part of humanity is genuine and sincere.
The saddest thing in the world was that human beings, for all their ardent striving and desire, could never achieve physical, emotional, or intellectual perfection. The species was doomed to imperfection; it thrashed forever in despair or denial of that fact.
The superior person tries to promote music as a means to the perfection of human culture. When such music prevails, and people's minds are led towards the right ideals and aspirations, we may see the appearance of a great nation.
We are too prone to find fault; let us look for some of the perfections.
All the goodness, beauty, and perfection of a human being belong to the one who knows how to recognize these qualities.
What is perfection, anyway? It's the death of creativity.
We should amuse our evening hours of life in cultivating the tender plants, and bringing them to perfection, before they are transplanted to a happier clime.
I'm a perfectionist, and I always think that I can do better what I have done, even if it's good.
An imaginary perfection is automatically at the same level as I who imagine it neither higher nor lower.
Weston's sensual texture or Cartier-Bresson's implacable composition are apt to close over themselves, attaining the perfection of a certain sensual and harmonious bliss. We see textures, volumes, equilibrium - and reality, open and ragged, is lost and transcended.
The principal mark of genius is not perfection, but originality.
Prior to the advent of the civilization of the Third Estate (mercantilism, capitalism), the social ethics that was religiously sanctioned in the West consisted in realizing one’s being and in achieving one’s own perfection within the fixed parameters that one’s individual nature and the group to which one belonged clearly defined. Economic activity, work, and profit were justified only in the measure in which they were necessary for sustenance and to ensure the dignity of an existence conformed to one’s own estate, without the lower instinct of self-interest or profit coming first.