flawed existence Quotes

Perfection is unattainable, so I like to live in imperfection.

I'm a human being who lives a flawed, contradictory life. And I have all sorts of problems and all sorts of successes.

Life is not perfect.

To be human is erroneous.

Man is never perfect, nor contented.

Man was nature's mistake she neglected to finish him and she has never ceased paying for her mistake.

If we were all perfected beings, we wouldn't be here in the physical world.

The fact that we're all here in these bodies means that we're not perfected.

I'm human. That's how humans spend their time, doing shitty things.

It's the notion that there is no perfection - that there is a broken world and we live with broken hearts and broken lives but still there is no alibi for anything. On the contrary, you have to stand up and say hallelujah under those circumstances.

All of us are imperfect human beings living in an imperfect world.

Accepting the reality of our broken, flawed lives is the beginning of spirituality not because the spiritual life will remove our flaws but because we let go of seeking perfection and, instead, seek God, the one who is present in the tangledness of our lives.

As a species we're fundamentally insane.

I just look at my own life, which is full of error as all life is. I have done plenty of things that I am not proud of.

No one has a perfect life. Everybody has something that he wishes was not the way it is.

The human condition is imperfection. And that's how it's supposed to be.

It's a fallen world. We eat and sacrifice in the process.

There is a crack in everything God has made

Our lives haven't been picture-perfect.

The lie of a pipe dream is what gives life to the whole misbegotten mad lot of us, drunk or sober.

The living is not perfect because it is liable to change; the dead is not perfect because it does not live.

Man in the flesh is essentially imperfect. He may be described as being made in the image of God but is far from being God.

I just think perfection and lasting through the ages is for Greek statues, not us mere humans.

The essence of man is imperfection.

He who boasts of being perfect is perfect in folly. I never saw a perfect man. Every rose has its thorns, and every day its night. Even the sun shows spots, and the skies are darkened with clouds; and faults of some kind nestle in every bosom.