No human being is perfect. In our individual and collective lives every expression of greatness is followed, not by a period symbolizing completeness, but by a comma implying partialness. Following every affirmation of greatness is the conjunction "but." Naaman "was a great man," says the Old Testament, "but . . ."-that "but" reveals something tragic and disturbing-"but he was a leper.

He's not perfect. You aren't, either, and the two of you will never be perfect. Buf if he can make you laugh at least once, causes you to think twice, and if he admits to being human and making mistakes, hold onto him and give him the most you can.

To improve is to change; to be perfect is to change often.

There is nothing wrong in change, if it is in the right direction. To improve is to change, so to be perfect is to have changed often.

Perfect solutions of our difficulties are not to be looked for in an imperfect world.

The day I wake up without cellulite? Now that would be the perfect day.