When I come to that threshold between life and death, I hope I can look back on my life and remember the kindnesses that I did for my neighbors and they did for me, knowing that none are perfect... but that I tried to be kind, fair and reasonable. I don't require perfection from others to be kind to them, and I'd hope the same from them. We are human. We live in an imperfect world, but we can try to make it better. That's all I could ask or hope for. People who strive for perfection sometimes go overboard and miss the mark, by a long shot. Look at the religious wars of history and some still raging today... all in the name of their "God" or "King"