Quotes About Envy

Malice is only another name for mediocrity.

We were not as rich as the Rockefellers or Mellons, but we were rich enough to know how rich they were.

Ten million 16-year-old girls would sell their right arm to live the life that I've had.

Everybody wants to be me. What can I say?

No lusting after your neighbor's house - or wife or servant or maid or ox or donkey. Don't set your heart on anything that is your neighbor's.

If I'm going to hand over my classic Italian sports car, and you're going to be driving it down Pacific Coast Highway with the top down, while I watch, I want to be certain that I'm adequately compensated for the pain of that vision.

Benign envy can sound a lot like admiration. The difference is that, while admiration feels good, envy is painful.

I probably have over a hundred pairs of high-heel shoes. I collect them. Over however-many years, from, like, the mid-'80s on - yes, I'm that old - I've been in drag several times in my life, and I collect a lot of stuff, and I do have a lot of high-heel shoes that I'm sure a lot of people would be jealous about.

I wasn't pampered the way a Tyrone Power was.

Not everybody can say they wore heels in Paris Hilton's closet.

Miley Cyrus' 'Party in the USA' kills me with jealousy. The melodies are out-of-control beautiful.

Hayranl?k ma?lup olmu? bir k?skançl?kt?r. Yani k?skançl?k g?ptaya, g?pta hayranl??a yerini verir. Dibinde kin vard?r. Gitgide, hayranl???n zaafa u?rad??? anlarda bu kin ortaya ç?kar.

A?açlar?n bile s?hhatine imrenerek yürürdüm.

Thats a very appropriate color he's wearing. Green.

Mick Jagger does it and, well, of course he does—he's Mick. Phil Collins does it and what an arsehole.

jealous men only tormented themselves.

Envy's a coal comes hissing hot from hell.

This is the meaning of life, my friend. To know when you are well off and to hate or envy no man.

It's the very absurdity of the British which makes them so impossible to radicalize. And why we should envy them.

Oui, sans le connaître, sans même avoir jamais vu ses traits, je lui en ai voulu. Être jaloux d'un mort. Vouloir être à sa place.

Every time we see a man who has attained our human ideal a little more fully than we have, it wakens our languid blood and fills us with new longings.

when women tell stories about other women who are not their friends, whom they envy, with whom they cannot identify, they seek to destroy. As all women know, gossip can be destructive and terrible. Because we have been forced to separate our aggressive and our erotic drives in relation to men, we locate our aggression in our relations with other women.

I'm so envious of certain actors that have that natural facility to hear a cadence and the rhythm of an accent, that it goes into their brain and just comes out. Chameleon voices.

That's the thing with acting. There are always loads of people who are more successful, richer, more famous and seemingly able to do anything they want.