No one is listening until you make a mistake.

Every man has his follies - and often they are the most interesting thing he has got.

No one is perfect. . . that's why pencils have erasers.

The greatest mistake you can make in life is to be continually fearing you will make one.

It's too bad that no one makes special white-out for all of the rest of our mistakes.

If I knew I was making a mistake, and didn't go ahead and do it anyway, I just wouldn't be me.

I sometimes react to making a mistake as if I have betrayed myself. My fear of making a mistake seems to be based on the hidden assumption that I am potentially perfect and that if I can just be very careful I will not fall from heaven. But a 'mistake' is a declaration of the way I am, a jolt to the way I intend, a reminder I am not dealing with the facts. When I have listened to my mistakes I have grown.

When I make a mistake I experience something unexpected.

If I had my life to live again, I'd make the same mistakes, only sooner.

A strange thing happened then. The Speaker agreed with her that she had made a mistake that night, and she knew when he said the words that it was true, that his judgement was correct. And yet she felt strangely healed, as if simply speaking her mistake were enough to purge some of the pain of it. For the first time, then, she caught a glimpse of what the power of speaking might be. It wasn't a matter of confession, penance, and absolution, like the priests offered. It was something else entirely. Telling the story of who she was, and then realizing that she was no longer the same person. That she had made a mistake, and the mistake had changed her, and now she would not make the mistake again because she had become someone else, someone less afraid, someone more compassionate.

There are no mistakes. The events we bring upon ourselves, no matter how unpleasant, are necessary in order to learn what we need to learn; whatever steps we take, they're necessary to reach the places we've chosen to go.

Creativity is allowing yourself to make mistakes. Art is knowing which ones to keep.

It is a sin to believe evil of others, but it is seldom a mistake.

I can give you no reason to think you are mistaken.

When I woke up this morning my boyfriend asked me, "Did you sleep good?" I said, "No, I made a few mistakes."

One little accident, and it's all gone forever.