Quotes About Envy

Everybody hates me because I'm so universally liked.

It is on the mango tree full of fruits that they throw stones.

Na ovoj zemlji ne može biti dobrote bez mržnje ni veli?ine bez zavisti, kao što nema ni najmanjeg predmeta bez senke.

I knew a man who succeeded in finding an evil word for everything he didn't have and everything he didn't understand.

the form of gossip, betrayal, and unwarranted judgment. Women are also more prone than men to compare themselves to one another. We often measure our value and worth by comparing ourselves to another woman's weight, breast size, complexion, career, talents, financial status, intellect, personal style, marital status, and every other aspect of their lives.

JEALOUSY, AND RIDICULE.

the form of gossip, betrayal, and unwarranted judgment. Women are also more prone than men to compare themselves to one another.

Hey. Hands off.", "Please. Please, please, soooo pretty. Lemme just have one little touch." "Peabody, isn't it embarrassing enough you're wearing pink cowboy boots, again, without standing here drooling on my coat?

You know what happens to people who longingly imagine having things they can't afford?" "Happy dreams?" "A life of crime.

Bet the first guy who made fire figured he was a god, and the other cavemen bowed down to him." "Or bashed him in the head with a rock and stole his burning stick." She

For once you yourself cease to take pleasure in the common enjoyments of life, you hate the normal man who is so much more fortunate than yourself.

His slut of a cousin, his cocksucking, suit-wearing, Montblanc-up-theass cousin Saxton the Magnificent, was standing next to the queen, looking like a combination of Cary Grant and some model in a goddamn cologne ad. Not that Qhuinn was bitter. Because the guy was sharing Blay's bed. Nah. Nope. Not at all.

Bienvenido al maravilloso mundo de los celos. Por el precio de su entrada, obtiene un maldito dolor de cabeza, un deseo casi irresistible de cometer un homicidio. Y un complejo de inferioridad. Yupi.

Welcome to the wonderful world of jealousy, he thought. For the price of admission, you get a splitting headache, a nearly irresistible urge to commit murder, and an inferiority complex.

Welcome to the wonderful world of jealousy, he thought. For the price of admission, you get a splitting headache, a nearly irresistible urge to commit murder, and an inferiority complex. Yippee.

Stepping out into the hall of statues, he rushed down past the marble figures, envying them their calm poses and their serene faces. Sure as shit the everything's-cool routine made being inanimate seem like a good deal. Whereas it meant they felt no joy, they didn't have to go through this burning pain, either.

He absolutely was a coward. A weak coward whose dead had not been avenged, who had no voice, and whose body was nothing even a ten-year-old would envy.

Te puedo preguntar una cosa un poco delicada? —Al ver que su macho se encogía de hombros, siguió—: Aquella noche que me llevaste a la ciudad, ¿fue la primera vez que volvías a aquellos sitios? —No había vuelto. No me gusta quedarme en el pasado. Siempre miro hacia delante. —Cómo te envidio. Yo, en cambio, no puedo librarme de mi propia historia.

I was jealous; therefore I loved.

My friends found out that I was writing a book on Twitter. It didn't seem worth mentioning over dinner. They're all so successful themselves.

I've seen rock stars agonize over the fact that another artist has far more Facebook 'likes' and Twitter followers than they do.

I've been recognised in garages. I'll be paying for my petrol, and I'll see this guy looking at me, thinking, 'Is it him?' Then he'll be looking at my car: 'No, he couldn't be driving that car.' I've actually had two people say to me:,'Hello Dominic, I thought you might have a better car than that, mate!'

I look at Liv Tyler and think 'It's not fair', because I can't find a flaw on her. And on top of that she seems nice, so it's really not fair.

I have only got down on to paper, really, three types of people: the person I think I am, the people who irritate me, and the people I'd like to be.