Quotes About Jealousy

Envy is ever joined with the comparing of a man's self; and where there is no comparison, no envy.

Jealousy injures us with the dagger of self-doubt.

Jealousy hyphenates love in all the wrong places.

My first hurdle came before we even left. Steve's little dog Sui was coming with us, and she realized that I would be taking her place next to Steve in the front of the truck. "Move over, Sui," I said. She turned and glared at me, for all the world like a jealous woman. I couldn't help but laugh. She was such a cute thing, and she looked at Steve with such rapture, joy, and love, that I had to forgive her for hating me.

I was burning up with scorn for all of them – and I dreaded them too, because their lives were achieved and full beside my thwarted unfinished one

The whole of society pivots around that force which man has come to uphold as his principal deity - egotism. Under the influence of this jealous deity, man is forced to perceive the world around him only in terms of gross separativeness; his prevailing thoughts ever centred upon the theme of 'i here, and the world out there'.

People don't like you because they don't see in you the things they like or there is something in you they don't have

If people demand sexual liberty for themselves, but sexual fidelity from others, the result is the inflammation of jealousy, for it is natural to suppose that one is being done by as one is doing to others – and jealousy is the most frequent precipitant of violence between the sexes.

Never love unless you can Bear with all the faults of man: Men will sometimes jealous be, Though but little cause they see.

But in the murderer, such a murderer as a poet will condescend to, there must be raging some great storm of passion—jealousy, ambition, vengeance, hatred—which will create a hell within him; and into this hell we are to look.

Ivanka would never stop trying to muscle in on Melania's events.

I couldn't even pick up the newspaper without saying, 'This is a fine piece of writing. I wish to hell I could write like this.'

I used to think people above me might get jealous because I wanted to do what they did. But no, people are much nicer than that.

I remember going to see those Adrian Lyne films when I was going to see movies in the nineties, and I was jealous he wasn't working at New Line.

Love is always patient and kind. It is never jealous. Love is never boastful or conceited. It is never rude or selfish. It does not take offense and is not resentful.

ask Jamie to the dance, I didn't want anyone—even Mrs. Hastings—to see me there on the off chance that she'd already accepted Carey's offer. It was one thing to actually go with Jamie, it was another thing to be rejected by her in favor of a guy like Carey. "What are you doing?" Jamie asked me. "You're

At that age I once stabbed my best friend, Fred, with a pair of pinking shears in the base of the neck, enraged because he had been given the comprehensive sixty-four-crayon Crayola box—including the gold and silver crayons—and would not let me look closely at the box to see how Crayola had stabilized the built-in crayon sharpener under the tiers of crayons.

Daniel was twenty-three, a year younger than I was, and though he hadn't yet published a book of poems he seemed to have spent his time better, or more imaginatively, or maybe what could be said is that he felt a pressure to go places, meet people, and experience things that, whenever I have encountered it in someone, has always made me envious.

If I catch you making eyes at Hunter Chenier tonight, it's over between us.' She looked over her shoulder. 'That a promise?

Writers are cannibals. They really are. They are predators, and if you are friends with them, and if you say anything funny at dinner, or if anything good happens to you, you are in big trouble.

I had no jealousy of work, no jealousy of money. I was just jealous of women who took advantage of men, because I didn't know how to do it.

I want him to stop seeing her. I want him to say he never really loved her. I want him to say he must have been crazy. I want her to die. I want him to die, too. I thought you said you wanted him back, said Ellis. I do, I said, but I want him back dead.

Comparisons are made to make the other person fall short.

Don't hate me." "Does anybody?" "Kevin's old high school girlfriend." "Because she's a slut." Jenny beamed. "I didn't realize you knew Candy.