Quotes About Jealousy

To Wally there was nothing worse than being in a play with Caroline Malloy. Never mind that he would be doing something special for the younger students. He did not want to make primary children happy.

Hell hath little fury like that of a critic who sees a writer make it big.

I loved you, and it may be that my love within my soul has not altogether died away, how be it, it will not trouble you anymore, I do not wish to sadden you in any way, I loved you in silence and without hope. Worn out now with jealousy and now with shamefacedness, I loved you so truly and so tenderly may God grant you, you may be loved by some other.

Stupid Ginny and her karate kicks. Why did Mom have to take her to that martial-arts school anyway? My life has been miserable ever since. She's only ten, but she fights way better than I do. I've got the bruises to show it.

Jealous? Maybe. No reason. I like my ladies with a pulse.

She was staring at you.' 'What can I say? Irresistible.' 'Shane, it's not funny. I just—you should be careful. 'Always am.' Which was an absolute lie. Shane's eyes fixed on hers, and she felt a burst of heat inside that crept up to burn in her cheeks. He smiled slowly. 'Jealous?' 'Maybe.' 'No reason. I like my ladies with a pulse.

Yeah, she was hot, all right, but I think she had the hots for you - kept saying how she saw you over at the Waterhouse last year and you were all, like, wow, amazing. It was like a menage a trois, only you weren't there, thank God.

Shane looked faintly injured. "I make it my business to know everything about silver. And I saw your notes. I study up on everything when it comes to your boss, anyway." There was a flicker of jealousy about that, but she didn't have time, or energy, to consider it very much. Not even whether or not she liked it.

From Shane's Point of View: Jester talking to Shane: What's the matter? You afraid you'd bite your skinny little girlfriend? Jester laughed. She's already someone else's, you know. I can smell the bite on her. He's marked her. Myrnin. Shut up, I said, and kicked him in the face.

Moi?" He put his hand over his heart and did his best wounded-innocent look. "You must be thinking of some other uncouth jackass. Which makes me jealous, by the way.

Well, now I'm all jealous. I wish I had little voices in my head. Guess I'll just have to settle for people really being out to get me. Bitch, she said cordially. Bimbo.

My, if I didn't loathe her so much, I'd admire her.

And Myrnin seemed quite taken with that, Claire thought; she'd never seen him look at anyone with quite that much admiration. It surprised her that it made her feel a little … what was that? Jealous? Couldn't be.

Claire sighed. She supposed people always did like that sort of girl, and always would. And secretly? She envied Monica's confidence. Maybe just a little, traitorous bit.

Her heart was breaking a little bit, because she felt something changing in Myrnin, and she knew that she would no longer be the center of his gravity. He'd always be there for her, and he'd always be her friend, but there was something in the way he held Jesse, stroked her hair, whispered to her in a way that Claire couldn't ever see him doing with her.

What about me? Monica whined. Do you really want to know? Shane gave her a glare that should have scorched her hair off. Be grateful I'm not leaving you as an after-dinner mint on his pillow. Myrnin leaned close to Claire's ear and said, I think I like your young man. When she reacted in pure confusion, he held up his hands, smiling. Not in that way, my dear. He just seems quite trustworthy.

Shane stood up when he saw her, which made her heart turn cartwheels, and he pulled out her chair. Eve and Michael shared an amused look. So cute, Eve said. When Shane glared, she smiled. No, really. It is. Dude, chill.

You, Monica said, leaning over her, really pissed me off, fish. I don't forget things like that. Neither does my boyfriend. Brandon? Claire wheezed. Jeez, at least get one with a pulse!

She went back to Shane and settles in on his lap again, arm around his neck. His circled her waist. I thought you had to go, he said. And don't think i didn't see you kissing on my best friend. He deserved it. Yeah. Maybe i ought to kiss him, too. Michael, on his way out, didn't bother to turn around for that one. Oh sure, you always promise.

Jealousy hot flashes through my body, a thunderbolt crashing through.

The Velmas of the world do not intern at CNN, hope to be accepted at Columbia J-School after graduating NYU with honors, and go on to win Pulitzer Prizes by getting bogged down in relationship drama. That's a problem for the Daphnes of the world. Daphne, you bitch, you can't even drive the damn van.

Envy, Bob. Envy eats them alive. If you had money, they'd envy you that. But since you don't, they envy you for having such a good, bright, loving daughter. They envy you for just being a happy man. They envy you for not envying them. One of the greatest sorrows of human existence is that some people aren't happy merely to be alive but find their happiness only in the misery of others.

The bloody-minded murder those whom they envy, and for what they covet.

envy is second only to self-pity as the most dangerous of all emotions.