„why can't we control our anger? because we love perfection. make a little room for imperfection in our lives.“

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„You can't make a perfect painting. We can see perfection in our minds. But we can't make a perfect painting.“

—  Agnes Martin American artist 1912 - 2004
interview with Joan Simon, 1995 in Perfection is in the Mind, p. 86; as quoted in A House Divided: American Art Since 1955, Anne M. G. Wagner, Univ. of California Press, 2012, p. 263

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„We adore perfection because we can't have it; it would disgust us if we had it. Perfect is inhuman, because human is imperfect.“

—  Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet
Original: Adoramos a perfeição, porque não a podemos ter; repugná-la-íamos, se a tivéssemos. O perfeito é o desumano, porque o humano é imperfeito. Ibid., p. 249

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„Our lives become beautiful not because we are perfect.“

—  Sadhguru 1957
Context: Our lives become beautiful not because we are perfect. Our lives become beautiful because we put our heart into what we are doing. -Sadhguru Isha Insights Magazine, Spring Edition 2009

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„For love, all love of other sights controls,
And makes one little room an everywhere.“

—  John Donne English poet 1572 - 1631
Context: p>I wonder, by my troth, what thou and I Did, till we loved? Were we not weaned till then? But sucked on country pleasures, childishly? Or snorted we in the Seven Sleepers’ den? ’Twas so; but this, all pleasures fancies be. If ever any beauty I did see, Which I desired, and got, ’twas but a dream of thee. And now good-morrow to our waking souls, Which watch not one another out of fear; For love, all love of other sights controls, And makes one little room an everywhere. Let sea-discoverers to new worlds have gone, Let maps to other, worlds on worlds have shown, Let us possess one world, each hath one, and is one.My face in thine eye, thine in mine appears, And true plain hearts do in the faces rest; Where can we find two better hemispheres, Without sharp north, without declining west? Whatever dies, was not mixed equally; If our two loves be one, or, thou and I Love so alike, that none do slacken, none can die.</p

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