J.  "I learned to mend my vase.  People value their fatta a mano, handmade old terracotta pots.  I thought it was the ultimate in thrift when I saw huge lemon trees in pots held together by wire.  Even small geraniums on a  step or wall often would be wired.  This local habit developed long before superglue.  Once when I returned, a vaso decorated with swags of fruit had completely split.  I am fond of it because it holds a yellow tree rose in my herb garden.   I got out the wire and the superglue.  Now, several years later my pot endures.  I've repaired several others, even cheap pots, and have come to like the look as well as the philosophy."   Every Day in Tuscany  Seasons of an Italian Life, Frances Mayes

So the lesson here is as much about appreciating the beauty of something less than perfect as it is about being practical.  In our ever-increasing disposable society, where things are bought, used, tossed into one landfill or another, we learn to reject the less than perfect.  So what happens when humans arrive at our door who are flawed?  Do we view with the critical eye we have for stuff and want to discard?
Perhaps better, like Mayes, to get out the wire and superglue...not to make perfect, but just to hold together so we can learn to love the misshapen.