Perfection is no more made for us than immensity. You cannot seek it in anything nor demand it in anything. Neither in love, nor beauty , nor happiness, nor virtue. But one must love it to be virtuous, beautiful and happy, as much as a human being can be.
"Картина - не слово, она дает одну минуту, и в этой минуте должно быть все, а нет - нет картины." (Маковский В.Е.)