As machines become more and more efficient and perfect, so it will become clear that imperfection is the greatness of man.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Imperfection is perfection.
Try as hard as we may for perfection, the net result of our labors is an amazing variety of imperfectness. We are surprised at our own versatility in being able to fail in so many different ways.
We're all men, not machines. We make mistakes.
It is only imperfection that complains of what is imperfect. The more perfect we are the more gentle and quiet we become towards the defects of others.
It is only when they go wrong that machines remind you how powerful they are.
Perfection is achieved, not when there is nothing more to add, but when there is nothing left to take away.
The pursuit of perfection often impedes improvement.
In a sufficiently prosperous society where people specialize sufficiently, and where enough of the crappy work is done by machines, all work becomes art.
But quality of work can be expected only through personal satisfaction, dedication and enjoyment. In our profession, precision and perfection are not a dispensible luxury, but a simple necessity.
Perfection itself is imperfection.