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| All perfection is melancholy. Mrs. Oliphant. | 1 |
| I have seen an end of all perfection. Bible. | 2 |
| God never made His work for man to mend. Dryden. | 3 |
| Woman is most perfect when most womanly. Gladstone. | 4 |
| The very pink of perfection. Goldsmith. | 5 |
| Even women are perfect at the outset. La Rochefoucauld. | 6 |
| Earths noblest thinga woman perfected. Lowell. | 7 |
| There are many lovely women, but no perfect ones. Victor Hugo. | 8 |
| Whoever thinks a perfect work to see, thinks what neer was, nor is, nor eer shall be. Pope. | 9 |
| Many things impossible to thought have been by need to full perfection brought. Dryden. | 10 |
| There are no perfect women in the world; only hypocrites exhibit no defects. Ninon de Lenclos. | 11 |
| Faultily faultless, icily regular, splendidly null, dead perfection; no more. Tennyson. | 12 |
| Were she perfect, one would admire her more, but love her less. Grattan. | 13 |
| Trifles make perfection; but perfection is no trifle. Michael Angelo. | 14 |
| | Thou hast no faults, or I no faults can spy; |
| Thou art all beauty, or all blindness I. |
Christopher Codrington. | 15 |
| It is reasonable to have perfection in our eye, that we may always advance towards it, though we know it can never be reached. Dr. Johnson. | 16 |
| Let no man measure by a scale of perfection the meager product of reality in this poor world of ours. Schiller. | 17 |
| The divine nature is perfection; and to be nearest to the divine nature is to be nearest to perfection. Xenophon. | 18 |
| If a man should happen to reach perfection in this world, he would have to die immediately to enjoy himself. H. W. Shaw. | 19 |
| The maxims tell you to aim at perfection, which is well; but its unattainable, all the same. Bayard Taylor. | 20 |
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| Perfection is attained by slow degrees; she requires the hand of time. Voltaire. | 21 |
| Perfection does not exist. To understand it is the triumph of human intelligence; to desire to possess it is the most dangerous kind of madness. Alfred de Musset. | 22 |
| | In this broad earth of ours, |
| Amid the measureless grossness and the slag, |
| Enclosed and safe within its central heart, |
| Nestles the seed perfection. |
Walt Whitman. | 23 |
| | Whats come to perfection perishes, |
| Things learned on earth we shall practise in heaven; |
| Works done least rapidly Art most cherishes. |
Robert Browning. | 24 |
| To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, to throw a perfume on the violet, to smooth the ice, or add another hue unto the rainbow, or with taper-light to seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, is wasteful and ridiculous excess. Shakespeare. | 25 |
| 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. Spurgeon. | 26 |
| Aim at perfection in everything, though in most things it is unattainable; however, they who aim at it, and persevere, will come much nearer to it than those whose laziness and despondency make them give it up as unattainable. Chesterfield. | 27 |
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