In nature, nothing is perfect and everything is perfect. Trees can be contorted, bent in weird ways, and they’re still beautiful.

We’re often afraid of looking at our shadow because we want to avoid the shame or embarrassment that comes along with admitting mistakes.

To realize that you do not understand is a virtue; Not to realize that you do not understand is a defect.

Vulnerability is not weakness. And that myth is profoundly dangerous.

Imperfections are not meant to be hidden; they are meant to be shared and celebrated.

You are just human. Being imperfect does not make you any less.

Imperfections are not mistakes; they’re the marks of uniqueness and the badges of courage.

The good man is the man who, no matter how morally unworthy he has been, is moving to become better.

Better to do something imperfectly than to do nothing flawlessly.

There is a crack in everything, that’s how the light gets in.

Imperfection is beauty. Madness is genius. It is better to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely boring.

The word ‘imperfect’ actually spells ‘I’m perfect’ because everyone is perfect in their own imperfect ways.

The beauty of imperfection is that it allows us to see our own humanity.

Being happy doesn’t mean that everything is perfect. It means that you’ve decided to look beyond the imperfections.

There are only two mistakes one can make along the road to truth; not going all the way, and not starting.

Mistakes are always forgivable, if one has the courage to admit them.

The flaws, the mistakes I make – that’s the real me.

I allow myself to fail. I allow myself to break. I’m not afraid of my flaws.

Perfection has one grave defect: it is apt to be dull.