There's no such thing as perfect in this world. That may sound cliché, but it's the truth. The average person admires perfection and seeks to obtain it. But, what's the point of achieving perfection ? There is none. Nothing. Not a single thing. I loathe perfection ! If something is perfect, then there is nothing left. There is not room for imagination. No places left for a person to gain additional knowledge or abilities."
I hope I never reach perfection. I would hate to know that that's the end of who I am. There would be nothing more for me. Life, in itself, would seem meaningless.