All the universe is full of the lives of perfect creatures.
Me personally, I’ve had really great experiences. I’d be lying if I said it was all roses and perfect, but, by and large, the metal community is so incredibly supportive.
I think I’ve learned, really, just how to let go – if an idea doesn’t work, or it’s not perfect, that’s O.K.
I’m trained in musical theatre and ‘Pitch Perfect’ is the first movie where I get to really belt out. I beat Adele for that role.
Too many DJs today want to be the headline act without ever knowing what it takes to be the local DJ who’s busting his or her gut to perfect their craft.
A 527 doesn’t have a wife. It doesn’t have a brother-in-law who knows a lot about politics, or a union president who calls and doesn’t like the color of the suit, or bimbo eruptions. It’s the perfect candidate, because it has no personal characteristics.
OK, no marriage is perfect.
Beauty is perfect in its imperfections, so you just have to go with the imperfections.
The market economy is very good at wealth creation but not perfect at all about wealth distribution.
Lying in bed would be an altogether perfect and supreme experience if only one had a colored pencil long enough to draw on the ceiling.
Crystals grew inside rock like arithmetic flowers. They lengthened and spread, added plane to plane in an awed and perfect obedience to an absolute geometry that even stones – maybe only the stones – understood.
I will be the first to admit I am not perfect and I make mistakes.
Social media, unfortunately, just makes it a lot easier to be jealous. It sets up false expectations of reality, so it’s really easy to look at someone else’s life online and assume that they have everything going great for them and that their life is perfect.
You still stand watch, O human star, burning without a flicker, perfect flame, bright and resourceful spirit. Each of your rays a great idea – O torch which passes from hand to hand, from age to age, world without end.
Perfect friendship is the friendship of men who are good, and alike in excellence; for these wish well alike to each other qua good, and they are good in themselves.
On a bike, being just slightly above pedestrian and car eye level, one gets a perfect view of the goings-on in one’s own town.
I believe in spending money to make your home the perfect sanctuary away from work and the stress of everyday life.
Maybe you’re not perfect, but you’re willing to actually look at yourself and take some kind of accountability. That’s a change. It might not mean that you can turn everything around, but I think there’s something incredibly hopeful about that.
We waste time looking for the perfect lover, instead of creating the perfect love.
Don’t you know that every perfect life would mean the end of art?
There’s a whole form of literature in India which talks about the quest for the perfect man by a woman, where every woman looks for a perfect man but only ends up with half that.
Fire Island Pines is my perfect escape from N.Y.C. on weekends. Beautiful beaches, great restaurants, and fun people – exactly what I need after a crazy New York week.
Violence and religion have often gone together, but it’s not a perfect correlation, and it doesn’t have to be a permanent connection, because religions themselves change.
In a perfect dream, things would be set exactly the way you would want them. But I think it’s more interesting that in real life, things aren’t exactly the way you planned.
Technology makes things faster and more cost-effective, but it’s not perfect. It requires you to be as flexible as you can be.
What I am is how I came out. No one’s perfect and you just have to accept your flaws and learn to love yourself.
School is practice for the future, and practice makes perfect and nobody’s perfect so why bother.
My perfect beach town isn’t a fancy resort or glitzy planned community. It’s a place with a hometown grocery that has decent meat, seafood, and a deli; a couple of ice cream shops; and a handful of good restaurants – where the island-wide dress code is ‘no shoes, no shirt, no problem.’
We can never achieve perfect football at Bayern because the game is always changing. There are always new influences and different styles.
My idea of perfect happiness is a healthy family, peace between nations, and all the critics die.
People have to realize that just because you’re a Christian, it doesn’t mean that you’re perfect, because every once in a while everyone stumbles.
Perfect is boring: Beauty is irregular.
The perfect antidote to dark, cold and creepy is light, warm and cozy.
All my children inherited perfect pitch.
I’m a four star general in this thing, and you don’t rise to the ranks of a four star general by hanging about the house being the perfect dad.
Despite the fact the studio looks out of five windows onto a picture perfect view of sky, hills and wide open spaces, I work with my blinds firmly drawn, daylight filtered through their white canvas, a painterly northern light falling through two big skylights above my table, and nothing visible outside to distract me.
I’m a sucker for turquoise sea, white beaches and palm trees. I’ve been to the tropics every year since I could afford it. It’s the perfect place to unwind. I can chill out, read, do a bit of yoga.
I always told everybody the perfect joke would be where the setup and punch line were identical.
I don’t like people who hide things. We’re not perfect, we all have things that people might not like to see, and I like to show my faults.
We’re not perfect, and there are some dark patches in our past, but what makes us special is that we recognize these evils, we come to grips with them, and we fix them.
I don’t think any country is perfect. It’s our responsibility to do the best we can do to change the things we don’t like. I think that’s part of social responsibility, and everybody is going to do that in their own way.
I’m not perfect.
Drones, with their agility and small size, seem perfect for search and rescue operations.
The story I am writing exists, written in absolutely perfect fashion, some place, in the air. All I must do is find it, and copy it.
My students have shown me so many times that it’s not always about being the perfect person in the perfect position – it’s about showing up when you’re needed.
I used to think of George Michael as being mechanical, like a scientist in a white coat, working in a laboratory, creating perfect harmonies, and all the while I was secretly admiring him.
We know from chaos theory that even if you had a perfect model of the world, you’d need infinite precision in order to predict future events. With sociopolitical or economic phenomena, we don’t have anything like that.
Everything I’m saying shouldn’t be taken so serious. I’m playing, but at the same token, I’m acknowledging that I’m not always the perfect man; I’m not always doing the right things. That’s who I am. I’m working to be better.
When you have a live performance, you’re going to be pitchy here and there, unless you have perfect pitch.
The world is not imperfect or slowly evolving along a path to perfection. No, it is perfect at every moment, every sin already carries grace in it.
I learned a long time ago that trying to micromanage the perfect vacation is always a disaster. That leads to terrible times.
My perfect morning is spent drinking coffee, eating porridge and reading the paper at a local cafe.
I love storytelling, I love being a visual person, and it just made perfect sense to be an underwater photographer and explore the ocean and work with scientists.
The range of the cello is so big, it can play as low as the double bass and as high as the violin. It has the perfect shape, and its sound is the closest to the human voice.
My main object is to write, to keep learning. I always try to perfect my composition. But I do like writing film and opera music. I believe that it fulfills the needs of particular situations.
There’s definitely something special about a working birthday, it’s the perfect way to bring in the new birthday year!
Men always talk about the most important things to perfect strangers. In the perfect stranger we perceive man himself; the image of a God is not disguised by resemblances to an uncle or doubts of wisdom of a mustache.
Back in the ’60s, ’70s, my mindset and the way I play would be perfect.
You try to figure out the best way to throw the shot put, or the perfect way to long jump, and you don’t ever get it. You just chip away, chip away, chip away as time goes on.
It’s too distracting to read about yourself. You want to be perfect and you want everyone to love you, and that’s never going to happen.
After all, C++ isn’t a perfect match for Java’s design aims either.
Mind is consciousness which has put on limitations. You are originally unlimited and perfect. Later you take on limitations and become the mind.
I’m not perfect. I make mistakes.
The more perfect a thing is, the more susceptible to good and bad treatment it is.
Perfect order is the forerunner of perfect horror.
I made decisions that I regret, and I took them as learning experiences… I’m human, not perfect, like anybody else.
