Finality is death. Perfection is finality. Nothing is perfect. There are lumps in it, said the Philosopher.
Source: The Crock of Gold, ch. 4, 1912.
-- James Stephens, (May 18 1882-1950), Irish poet, storyteller; His pantheistic philosophy is revealed in his fairy tales set in the Dublin slums of his childhood and in his compassionate poems about animals.