#perfect

You can spit on a rose, but it's still a rose. ↗

— Marty Rubin

#contempt #mockery #perfection #ridicule #beauty

Perfection of character is this: to live each day as if it were your last, without frenzy, without apathy, without pretence. ↗

— Marcus Aurelius

#character #death #life #mindfulness #perfection

There were profound reasons for his attachment to the sea: he loved it because as a hardworking artist he needed rest, needed to escape from the demanding complexity of phenomena and lie hidden on the bosom of the simple and tremendous; because of a forbidden longing deep within him that ran quite contrary to his life's task and was for that very reason seductive, a longing for the unarticulated and immeasurable, for eternity, for nothingness. To rest in the arms of perfection is the desire of any man intent upon creating excellence; and is not nothingness a form of perfection? ↗

— Thomas Mann

#eternity #excellence #nothingness #perfection #sea

I'm pretty aware that the pursuit of perfection is, inherently, a flawed concept. ↗

— Jonny Wilkinson

#concept #flawed #i #inherently #perfection

Dying was misery. Death was that period at the end of the sentence. ↗

— Holly Hood

#dying #perfectly-hopeless #death

One of the reasons, surely, why women have been credited with less perfect veracity than men is that the burden of conventional falsehood falls chiefly on them. ↗

— Katharine Fullerton Gerould

#burden #chiefly #conventional #credited #falls

Always dream and shoot higher than you know you can do. Do not bother just to be better than your contemporaries or predecessors. Try to be better than yourself. ↗

— William Faulkner

#perfectionism #personality #potential #self-improvement #dreams

90 percent perfect and shared with the world always changes more lives than 100 percent perfect and stuck in your head. ↗

— Jon Acuff

#change

I remember her, not a girl but the girl. The brains behind the all time top ten comic book vixens only wish they could conjure a a siren the likes of Susan Glenn, beneath my feet my own private earthquake registered an eight when Susan Glenn was near. In her presence all was beautiful before she arrived turned grotesque and in her shadows others became goblinesque, if she approached Susan Glenn she didn’t walk she floated, accompanied by Pyrotechnics spectacals that left me feeling a foot tall. She embodied every desireable quality I have ever wanted. In my mind I was a peasant before a Queen. And so Susan Glenn and I were never a thing, if I could do it again, I’d do it differently. ↗

— Keifer Sutherland

#no-regrets #susan-gleen #the-girl-of-your-dreams #the-perfect-girl #beauty

I wanted to reject it all because I was sick of being perfect. I was so bored with normality and dreams of poster boys and tabloid covers. ↗

— J. Merridew

#normalcy #normality #perfection #dreams