Quotes About Envy

Don't be upset. Don't listen to me. I only meant that I am jealous of a dark, unconscious element, something irrational, unfathomable. I am jealous of your toilet articles, of the drops of sweat on your skin, of the germs in the air you breathe which could get into your blood and poison you.

No, por Dios. Con un poco de suerte, lo hará como tú. Como dice Cary, no todo se le puede dar bien o, de lo contrario, tendremos que empezar a odiarlo.

What in God's name does she see in you?" "I wish I knew. I would show her more of it.

I'm pea green with envy

I am jealous of those who think more deeply, who write better, who draw better, who ski better, who look better, who live better, who love better than I.

No day is safe from news of you. --from The Rival, written July 1961

You are the one. Solid the spaces lean on, envious. You are the baby in the barn.

I'm so jealous I can't speak.

Girls like that make me sick. I'm so jealous I can't speak.

to be aware that you must compete somehow, and yet that wealth and beauty are not in your realm.

Jay Cee's ugly as sin.

There is something demoralising about watching two people get more and more crazy about each other, especially when you are the only extra person in that room

I spiral back to me, sitting here, swimming, drowning, sick with longing. I have too much conscience injected in me to break customs without disasterous effects; I can only lean enviously against the boundary and hate, hate, hate the boys who can dispel sexual hunger freely, without misgiving, and be whole, while I drag out from date to date in soggy desire, always unfulfilled. The whole thing sickens me.

Then I knew what the trouble was. I needed experience. How could I write about life when I'd never had a love affair or a baby or even seen anybody die? A girl I knew had just won a prize for a short story about her adventures among the pygmies in Africa. How could I compete with that sort of thing?

Then I thought, how could this Doctor Gordon help me anyway, with a beautiful wife and beautiful children and a beautiful dog haloing him like the angels on a Christmas card?

I'm so jealous I can't speak. Nineteen years, and I hadn't been out of New England except for this trip to New York. It was my first big chance, but here I was, sitting back and letting it run through my fingers like so much water.

Como é que eu poderia escrever sobre a vida se nunca tivera um caso amoroso ou um filho ou vira alguém morrer? Uma garota que eu conhecia havia acabado de ganhar um prêmio por um conto sobre suas aventuras entre os pigmeus na África. Como é que eu podia competir com esse tipo de coisa?

digestible enough to be written out in short stories and poems, when I had a certain slickness that is enviable now

Arquivo de riqueza no 6 As pessoas ricas admiram outros indivíduos ricos e bem-sucedidos. As pessoas de mentalidade pobre guardam ressentimento de quem é rico e bem-sucedido.

It's a Stormwing, Ozorne said. I always wanted one.

It's a Stromwing, Ozorne said. I always wanted one.

If the watchers in the city had remarked that Cyrion was as handsome as the Arch-Demon himself, they would not have been the first to do so.

Cornelia, closest to both of them, felt an almost indescribable pang, somewhere between arousal and astonishment, envy, compassion, and sorrow. Their combined aura was such that to be near them was both fatally desirable and unendurable to a spectator. Like two blazing candles, catching fire and melting into each other, the composite heat and brilliance might scorch anyone in the vicinity.

Princess, the great difference between people in this world is not between the rich and the poor or the good and the evil, the biggest of all differences in this world is between the ones that had or have the pleasure in love and those that haven't and hadn't any pleasure in love, but just watched it with envy, sick envy. The spectators and the performers.