Quotes About Jealousy

I saw the way Rathbone looked at you," he said, taking a little nip at the delicate curve of her ear. She gave a little squeak, so he did it again, feeling the tremor that ran through her body. "He wants you. I saw the way you were laughing together. He was seeing you for the first time, the way I did." "Amazing how many blind men there are in London," she said.

As long as it wasn't another girl.

What's the good of being Juliet when Romeo shows no sign of killing himself for love, but instead prances off with Rosalind.

Ma no, anche l'estate, invece, sarebbe tornata immancabilmente, uguale al solito. Non la si può uccidere, essa è un drago invulnerabile che sempre rinasce, con la sua fanciullezza meravigliosa. Ed era un'orrida gelosia che mi amareggiava, questa: di pensare all'isola di nuovo infuocata dall'estate, senza di me!

Oh, I said 'I'm so happy, I could die.' She said 'Drop dead,' then left with another guy.

It is easier to get on with vices than with virtues. The vices, accommodating by nature, help each other, are full of mutual indulgence, whereas the jealous virtues combat and annihilate each other, showing in everything their incompatibility and their intolerence

Hercules was punished for having succeeded in all his undertakings. Similarly Troy, too happy, had to perish. Pondering this vision shared by the tragic poets, we cannot help thinking that the so-called free world, upon which every fortune has been lavished, will inevitably suffer Ilion's fate, for the jealousy of the gods survives their disappearance.

It is not misfortune but happiness—insolent happiness, it is true—which leads to rancor and sarcasm.

Jealousy - that jumble of secret worship and ostensible aversion.

"The envious die not once, but as oft as the envied win applause."

What husband will be able to sleep peacefully beside his young and beautiful wife while he knows that three celibates, at least, are on the watch; that if they have not already encroached upon his little property, they regard the bride as their destined prey, for sooner or later she will fall into their hands, either by stratagem, compulsive conquest or free choice?

Now it is impossible for a woman who is perpetually at war with herself and living in contradiction to her true life, to leave others in peace or refrain from envying their happiness.

There are husbands, tall and of superior intellect, whose wives have lovers who are ugly, short, or stupid.

Women understand better than we do the art of analyzing the two human feelings, which alternately form their weapons of attack, or the weapons of which they are victims. They have the instinct of love, because it is their whole life, and of jealousy, because it is almost the only means by which they can control us.

To be jealous is to exhibit, at once, the height of egotism, the error of amour-propre, the vexation of morbid vanity. Women rather encourage this ridiculous feeling, because by means of it they can obtain cashmere shawls, silver toilet sets, diamonds, which for them mark the high thermometer mark of their power. Moreover, unless you appear blinded by jealousy, your wife will not keep on her guard; for there is no pitfall which she does not distrust, excepting that which she makes for herself.

What a wretched dramatist Shakespeare is! Othello is in love with glory; he wins battles, he gives orders, he struts about and is all over the place while Desdemona sits at home; and Desdemona, who sees herself neglected for the silly fuss of public life, is quite meek all the time. Such a sheep deserves to be slaughtered.

All I could think about was Gemma kissing Liam, Liam kissing Gemma—and wondering why that image made my insides knot up.

Envy of the older nations gnawed at him. He complained to Theodore Roosevelt that the English nobility on continental tours never visited Berlin but always went to Paris.

Qué es una persona sin sentimientos? Si no hay amor ni odio, ni celos ni toda la gama de emociones que configuran la existencia humana, lo único que queda es un cascaron vacío

I love to love, but I know not jealousy. If you find another fairer than I, I shall weary of you and go love him -- So beware, if you would hold me!

I have a bunch of friends with siblings. Half the time they seem to love it and half the time it's like they just wish they could kill them, you know?" Oh. Oh. So... [...] So... So casually. She said it so casually. People say it all the time, those words. "I could just kill him." "I swear, if she pisses me off again, I'll kill her." "Sometimes I just want to kill that guy." The world is filled with invisible, theoretical assassins, [...]

Don't waste your time with jealousy. Some times your ahead, some times your behind. The race is long and in the end, it's only with yourself.

Don't waste your time on jealousy; Sometimes you're ahead, Sometimes You're behind. The race is long, and in the end, it's only with yourself.

I did not realize how many people would not be happy with my success.