Quotes About Nobody's Perfect Novels & Stories

no matter what! Nobody is perfect and that’s where I always lose myself whenever I try to give us a chance but this time, I will try harder.

Fate really has a way of making me humble every single time. “Heartfyre, she reached out to me” Adele tells me as we walk hand in hand towards the city, “she said I am not prepared yet and when I am, she will come for me” “She has always been a proud one, very prideful” “Well, I admire her” “And she will cause a lot of mayhem. I think you should stick to admiring me” She laughs, a sarcastic kind of laughter. “You wish” she rolls her eyes to the back of her head again, “tell me, why are you here though? Didn’t you just leave a while ago”

"I don't know others, don't I know myself? We will always be together. If I say I won't break up, I will never break up." "Then you are not afraid that you can't stand my little temper in the future?" "If you choose your own, don't bear it? If you can't bear it, cover up." Amy frowned: "You... are you a compliment or a sarcasm? Everyone will say that the person I chose has no petty temper or bad habits." "No one is perfect. If he is really perfect, he can still be regarded as a person?" Amy sighed and became a stiff old uncle again.

"Even his body isn’t perfect. Filled with scars and wounds." His words were gentle. Too gentle. I gulped as my gaze fixed on my knees, the fabric of my pants blurred beneath the weight of my thoughts. It’s okay. It’s okay. "Being perfect doesn’t mean it has to be flawless. Perfection is a shattered mirror—broken in places, but still reflecting a flawless image if you know where to stand." I murmured, my voice barely above a whisper. "So, please don’t talk like this about Ace," I added, my voice quieter, my stare still locked onto my trembling knees.

Natasha: "cut the crap, you know you're so boring so no one is enjoying your story" Peach: "6, 000+ reads and amazing comments says something, you dimwit.(glares hard at Natasha)" Pearl: "that's enough girls, before I forget, on behalf of Penangel and the rest of the imperfection team, we all say thank you for the love and the support so far. We're really grateful" Natasha: "minus me. I'm not included" Author(me): "Nobody wanted you here though, thank you Pearl. Don't forget to click the like button too guys. Thank you so much, angels"

Chub said while looking at the people who were passing by too. "You're wrong." "How come?" "There is no such a thing called 'perfect people', there are no perfect, each people had flaws." "Ha?" Zaykee nodded with a smile on his face behind the mask. "Those people, if they are perfect they won't treat you like that," Zaykee stated. "But..." Chub spoke and stopped from walking, "You know, if you are good-looking, people will give you special treatment, and if you're not, you're like a ghost."

At twenty-six years of my life, I had never encountered anyone audacious enough to act so arrogantly in front of me. “Pardon? What did you just ask me to say?” “What, are you deaf?! Say ‘I’m a worthless poser, I’m sorry!’ Do I need to spell it out for you? “ I smirked. “I heard you. Since you’re aware that you’re a worthless poser, get out of my sight. Don’t waste my time!”

Sorry, but I have a purpose and a plan, I was born with it. My elevator guy Sherman was the best. He always had a good word in the morning and it low key made my day! “Hey young blood!” Sherman greeted me as the doors opened. “Morning Sherman.” I responded as we shook hands. “What’s the word?” I asked. “Love! Love is always the word. Love makes the world go 'round. And if you’re smart young blood, you won’t wait 'til you’re an old man like me to find it! Do you know how much time we waste trying to find the perfect person? That’s all hogwash! There is no such thing as the perfect person. In love, the love is perfect not the people.” He said as the doors opened. “Thanks Sherman. I will keep t

Since I first heard that song, my soul screamed to dance it with the one person who made me feel like this. —When you're so in love (oh, when you're so in love) And your souls touch (oh!) But it's still not enough Where does it go? (Whoa, hey) Where does it go? Nobody knows (hey, nobody) Where the love goes —And that was Nobody Knows. So why not end with a kiss? After all, not everything can be perfect, not everything can have a happy ending. And that's exactly what the damn, stupid phone wanted to interrupt, making us pull apart.

his last statement made me chulked a bit. I mean, everybody knows how imperfect I am. A woman who literally failed at everything. What is the point of lying just to make me believe he is on my side? “Okay, maybe not everyone is perfect” his voice collided with my thought. Like he could read my mind. “It's not like we have a perfect human anyway, but you are close to being one. You are a woman who does not easily break down. I admire that about you and please keep walking on their necks”