Human beings are not capable of producing something so neat that it is above reproach. If someone wants to find a flaw in something, one merely has to look carefully, and not to waste any opportunity to crack it down. Regardless of what we do, there is always an unwanted speck of dust, a minor spelling mistake, a word said one second too soon - or too late. Nothing human is truly flawless; such is an attribute of the gods alone. We go on living our lives doing the best we can with what we get, holding perfection as an ideal but knowing deep down that sometimes the best we can do is simply not enough.