A perfect example, in matters of life and death, of love and passion, of choice or destiny; options decrease to a singular course.
He was Will, in all his perfect imperfection; Will, whose heart was as easy to break as it was carefully guarded; Will, who loved not wisely but entirely and with everything he had.
Not that the man needed clothes. God meant for that piece of perfection to have nothing masking the luscious, tanned flesh stretched taut over beautiful muscles.
The Perfect Man uses his mind like a mirror - going after nothing, welcoming nothing, responding but not storing.
For now, I just want things all safe and familiar. My life may not be perfect, but it is what I have known.
I had become a perfect fake human, saying the stupid and pointless things that humans say to each other all day long.
To produce a primary [karmic] cause which is potentially capable of having an effect, three things are necessary: intention, the actual action, and then satisfaction.
If there were several ways to dwell with a perfect God, God wouldn't have had to leave His glory, entering a dead world to save us.
The power of thought is the light of knowledge, the power of will is the energy of character, the power of heart is love. Reason, love and power of will are perfections of man.
The perfect human being is uninteresting. — Joseph Campbell
Italian men are beautiful in the same way as French women, which is to say - no detail spared in the quest for perfection.
She had nothing to wish otherwise, but that the days did not pass so swiftly. It was a delightful visit;—perfect, in being much too short.
For ignorance is the first requisite of the historian──ignorance, which simplifies and clarifies, which selects and omits, with a placid perfection that unattainable by the highest art.
One of his greatest talents was empathy; no sadist can aspire to perfection without that diagnostic ability.
I didn't know yet that you can always find that perfect moment right before everything shatters.
... the only thing that makes life worthwhile is loving orher people and being loved by them. - Pia Obrian
You're not broken. You're perfect. And when you get to get away from these kids, you might finally have a good man.
...I deliberately spilled the black ink of despair because my perfect soul was a stained glass illusion - can you understand that?...
...when we perfect 3-D copiers and they reproduce tissue, we'll have a million Marilyns walking around with no souls...
you cross the field in the snow leaving tracks in perfect whiteness ...disturbing my placid universe...marking the landscape within me ...
Without a torch, I stumbled along the paths. The night was dismal. A partial moon hovered bitter and white on the horizon. It was the perfect night for murder.
