Quotes About Jealousy

envy, as a rule, is of success rather than of merit. No one would have objected to his talent deserving recognition - only to his getting it.

Valentine, est-ce là tout ce que vous avez dans l'âme? Quoi! je vous engage ma vie, je vous donne mon âme, je vous consacre jusqu'au plus insignifiant battement de mon cÅ"ur, et quand je suis tout à vous, moi, quand je me dis tout bas que je mourrai si je vous perds, vous ne vous épouvantez pas, vous, à la seule idée d'appartenir à un autre!

It is wicked of you to call on the wrath of God to satisfy your jealousy!

Danglars was one of those men born with a pen behind the ear, and an inkstand in place of a heart.

Mas, se não há inimigos, talvez haja invejosos: aos dezenove anos, vai ser nomeado capitão, o que na sua situação é um posto bem elevado… Vai se casar com uma bela mulher que o ama, o que é uma felicidade rara em qualquer lugar da terra… Esses dois favores de seu destino podem ter lhe proporcionado invejosos.

The Comtesse de Winter, with whom I had quarreled, became reconciled to me at that ball. That reconciliation was nothing but the vengeance of a jealous woman. I have never seen her from that day. The woman is an agent of the cardinal.

Love like this was all consuming. I found that I was jealous of the strangest things - sunlight, streets, curtains, even her clothing, anything that was close to her.

Once you possess something others do not, you are a target for the wicked.

Night and Day, they called them, and although neither girl laughed at this little joke or found it amusing in the least, they recognized the truth in it, and were able to understand, earlier than most sisters, that the moon is always jealous of the heat of the day, just as the sun always longs for something dark and deep.

Talent is something you're born with. It's a gift and a curse, and it's often cause for jealousy from those who are without it.

what was a rose but the living proof of desire, the single best evidence of human longing and earthly devotion. but desire could be twisted,after all, and Jealousy was the name of the rose that did well in arid souls.

Moonstones were useful in connecting with the living, topaz to contact the dead. Copper, sacred to Venus, will call a man to you, and black tourmaline will eliminate jealousy.

For green is love and luck just as it is jealousy and envy

It is not only the "beautiful," "good," and pleasant feelings that make us really alive, deepen our existence, and give us crucial insight, but often precisely the unacceptable and unadapted ones from which we would prefer to escape: helplessness, shame, envy, jealousy, confusion, rage, and grief. These feelings can be experienced in therapy. When they are understood

Her attitude towards sex is very comforting to those of her friends who get into terrible states of passion and jealousy, and feel cut loose from their moorings. She seems to regard sex as a wholesome, slightly silly indulgence, like dancing and nice dinners--something that shouldn't interfere with people's being kind and cheerful to each other.

She standing there looking me straight in the eye. She look tired and her jaws full of air. I say it's cause I'm a fool, I say. I say it cause I'm jealous of you. I say it cause you do what I can't. What that? she say. Fight. I say.

I say it cause I'm a fool,' I say. 'I say it cause I'm jealous of you. I say it cause you do what I can't.

I say it cause I'm a fool, I say. I say it cause I'm jealous of you. I say it cause you do what I can't. What that? she say. Fight. I say.

I say it cause I'm a fool, I say. I say it cause I'm jealous of you. I say it cause you do what I can't. What that? she say. Fight. I say.

JEALOUS, adj. Unduly concerned about the preservation of that which can be lost only if not worth keeping.

Perhaps we look at others and see only the things we don't have.

ever deeper into jealous depression. They tell you drink makes you happy, but what they mean is it makes happy folk happier. They don't tell you that it makes unhappy folk more fucking unhappy than ever.

The old king and his old cunts glowered at the young heir and his young cunts, naught praiseworthy on either side but all jealous of what the others had even so. Matching groups, in many ways; Clover could almost see each warrior squaring up to his counterpart. The mean one, the handsome one, the one who hardly spoke, the one who spoke too much.

Normalmente é por isso que as pessoas matam. Não é por ódio. É por amor.