Quotes About Jealousy

With faint praises one another damn.

When a proud man hears another praised, he feels himself injured.

A promiscuous person is someone who is getting more sex than you are.

Envy and fear are the only passions to which no pleasure is attached.

The penalty of success is to be bored by the people who used to snub you.

Certainly I believe in luck. How else do you explain the success of those you don't like?

Superiority is always detested.

It is on the mango tree full of fruits that they throw stones.

I knew a man who succeeded in finding an evil word for everything he didn't have and everything he didn't understand.

Comparison is an act of violence against the self. It also leads to judgments and jealousy of those we deem "better off" than we are. If we aren't the ones doing the comparing, then we're the ones against whom other women measure themselves. In either case, the comparison, judgments, and jealousy can lead to ugly behavior.

A lot of nasty things grow out of love if it isn't ... tended right. Jealousy, hate, resentment, suspicion.

She broke off a piece of bacon and offered it to the cat who sat staring holes through her. "For him, this is makeup sex. That's all you get," she said when Galahad inhaled the bacon then affectionately butted his head against her calf. "Just FYI, if you let another man rub up against you, and I sniff it out, you won't be able to buy me off with bacon." He handed her the syrup pitcher so she could drown her French toast. "So noted.

I'd trust you a hell of a lot more if you didn't refer to her as an old friend when we both know she was a hell of a lot more What she was is nearly a dozen years in the past. Years before I ever set eyes on you. Now simple bafflement joined the irritation and the ice. Christ Jesus, are you jealous of a woman I haven't spoken to, seen, or thought of in years? Even only looked at him for one long moment. You're thinking of her now

Roarke sipped, smiled. I believe Webster and I have a reasonable understanding. I can't fault him for being attracted to my wife, as I'm very attracted to her myself. And he knows that if he puts his hands on what's mine again, I'll break every bone in his body into small, jagged pieces. It works well for us.

A lot of nasty things grow out of love if it isn't... tended right. Jealousy, hate, resentment, suspicion.

Bet the first guy who made fire figured he was a god, and the other cavemen bowed down to him." "Or bashed him in the head with a rock and stole his burning stick." She

For once you yourself cease to take pleasure in the common enjoyments of life, you hate the normal man who is so much more fortunate than yourself.

His slut of a cousin, his cocksucking, suit-wearing, Montblanc-up-theass cousin Saxton the Magnificent, was standing next to the queen, looking like a combination of Cary Grant and some model in a goddamn cologne ad. Not that Qhuinn was bitter. Because the guy was sharing Blay's bed. Nah. Nope. Not at all.

Bienvenido al maravilloso mundo de los celos. Por el precio de su entrada, obtiene un maldito dolor de cabeza, un deseo casi irresistible de cometer un homicidio. Y un complejo de inferioridad. Yupi.

I'm still convinced you're doing my GTO, you bastard.

An overwhelming, possessive instinct flashed through him. With dread, he realized he wanted to mark her. Mark her as his. He wanted that special scent all over her so no other male would come near her. So that they would know whom she belonged to. So that they would fear the repercussions of wanting to possess her for themselves. Except

Welcome to the wonderful world of jealousy, he thought. For the price of admission, you get a splitting headache, a nearly irresistible urge to commit murder, and an inferiority complex.

Welcome to the wonderful world of jealousy, he thought. For the price of admission, you get a splitting headache, a nearly irresistible urge to commit murder, and an inferiority complex. Yippee.

Dumb-ass human, looking at his female like that? The bastard was lucky John was so sexed up. Otherwise he'd have taken the time to break a leg or an arm just to make a point.