"That's silly. Nobody's perfect. You would give up so much in pursuit of a goal you cannot achieve," she shook her head, looking at him, holding out her hand to him. "Bruce, listen, please. Life is imperfection. Nothing would exist if something hadn't gone wrong. And I fear for you, you and Brenda, and an of the Batpeople out there. This inquenchable thirst to be perfect is blinding you to the fact that you're missing out on so much... so much that could help you in the long run."
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