Quotes About Jealousy

I won't lie. I want to beat the hell out of any man who's had you—you'd be smart to keep them the hell away from me—but nothing in your past can change how I feel about you.

Why? Why would you do that?" You have your way of dealing with jealousy and I have mine.

I was seriously hurt because of you. Seeing you in another guy's arms, kissing him.... His eyes grew hot and dark. It shredded me, Eva. Cut me open and left me bleeding. I kicked his ass in self defense.

One dark brow arched. You're getting the fuck-me look and thinking about Arnoldo? Do I have to kick his ass now, too? Chapter 11 pg. 193

She was playing it like we had an affinity because we'd both been thrown over by you. The 'Dumped by Gideon Sisterhood.' He glanced at me with cold eyes. Don't be catty. It doesn't suit you.

You're the reason I breathe, I can't turn it off." I slid my mouth across her cheek. "I think of nothing but you. All day. Every day. Everything I do, I do with you in mind. There's no room for anyone else. It kills me that you have room for him.

I closed my eyes trying to push past the jealousy. Do you know why I chose your ring? Red is our color,he said quietly,Red dresses in limos. Red f-me heels at garden parties. A red rose in your hair when you married me.

I won't lie. I want to beat the hell out of any man who's had you—you'd be smart to keep them the hell away from me—but nothing in your past can change how I feel about you. And God knows I'm no saint.

Y hace tiempo que aprendí que un hombre que provoca celos a su esposa no vale la pena.

No, por Dios. Con un poco de suerte, lo hará como tú. Como dice Cary, no todo se le puede dar bien o, de lo contrario, tendremos que empezar a odiarlo.

I was unsettled at the thought of going the entire weekend without him. Worse, I hated the thought of him spending that amount of time away from me. He had a world of choices and possibilities out there, women who weren't so screwed up and difficult to be with.

was unique to him; a woman apart from his others in every way. I wished that could be enough to kill my jealousy.

No puedo pensar en ti con otra persona, Eva. La simple idea de que otro hombre te vea como lo hago yo, viéndote así... colocando sus manos sobre ti...

I stepped into my living room to the sound of female laughter. I wasn't surprised to find a long-legged blonde curled up next to Cary on my white couch, her hand in his lap, stroking him through his sweats. He was still shirtless, his arm tossed around Tatiana Cherlin's shoulders, his fingers idly stroking her biceps.

What I discovered was that Jean-François Giroux was a really good-looking guy. Hot, actually. Not as hot as Gideon, but then who was? Gideon was in a league by himself, but Jean-François was a head-turner in his own right, with dark wavy hair and eyes the color of pale jade. He was tan and had a goatee, which really worked for him. He and Corinne made a stunning couple.

I'm pea green with envy

I am jealous of those who think more deeply, who write better, who draw better, who ski better, who look better, who live better, who love better than I.

There is something demoralizing about watching two people get more and more crazy about each other, especially when you are the only extra person in the room.

No day is safe from news of you. --from The Rival, written July 1961

You are the one. Solid the spaces lean on, envious. You are the baby in the barn.

I'm so jealous I can't speak.

Maybe it's my ego. Maybe I crave someone who will never be my rival.

Girls like that make me sick. I'm so jealous I can't speak.

Joan was the beaming double of my old best self, specially designed to follow and torment me.