Quotes About Envy

Instead of possibilities, I have realities in my past, not only the reality of work done and of love loved, but of sufferings bravely suffered. These sufferings are even the things of which I am most proud, though these are things which cannot inspire envy.

Instead of possibilities, I have realities in my past, not only the reality of work done and of love loved, but of sufferings bravely suffered. These sufferings are even the things of which I am not proud, though these are things which cannot inspire envy.

What reasons has he to envy a young person? For the possibilities that a young person has, the future which is in store for him? "No, thank you," he will think. "Instead of possibilities, I have realities in my past, not only the reality of work done and of love loved, but of sufferings bravely suffered. These sufferings are even the things of which I am most proud, though these are things which cannot inspire envy.

She was a fly, but the others were dragonflies, butterflies, beautiful insects, dancing, fluttering, skimming, while she alone dragged herself up out of the saucer.

To sit and contemplate - to remember the faces of women without desire, to be pleased by the great deeds of men without envy, to be everything and everywhere in sympathy and yet content to remain where and what you are.

Perhaps it was better not to see pictures: they only made one hopelessly discontented with one's own work.

When anybody says 'How future ages will envy me', it is safe to say that they are extremely uneasy at the present moment.

Rich people, for example, are often angry because they suspect that the poor want to seize their wealth.

there were masses of pictures she had not seen; however, Lily Briscoe reflected, perhaps it was better not to see pictures: they only made one hopelessly discontented with one's own work.

I almost envied him the possession of this modest and clear flame.

I have sometimes dreamt that when the Day of Judgment dawns and the great conquerors and lawyers and statesmen come to receive their rewards- their crowns, their laurels , their names carved indelibly upon imperishable marble-the Almighty will turn to Peter and will say , not without a certain envy when He sees us coming with our books under our arms, ' Look, these need no reward. We have nothing to give them here. They have loved reading.

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It was jealousy that was at the bottom of it - jealousy which survives every other passion of mankind...

Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, exhibit number one is what the seraphs, the misinformed, simple, noble-winged seraphs, envied. Look at this tangle of thorns.

Every author believes, when his first book is published, that those that acclaim it are his personal friends or impersonal peers, while its revilers can only be envious rogues and nonentities.

Jehan snorted. "He's a legend in his own mind. Pay no attention to him." Sav barked a laugh. "Envy isn't a good look for you, Highness." "And you may kiss my royal ass, peasant.

I don't think that big houses are all they're cracked up to be. I grew up in one of the biggest in town and it was nothing to envy. It was just more space for coldness and for the things that happened there to be kept quiet. Imagine how many secrets this big pile of bricks must hold since a place consists of everything that's happened there; it's a pool of memories, good and bad, all held in.

You will see the world. You will have love affairs with boys who see past a pretty face. You will be strong. You will call and tell me all about it. And then I will crow to the neighbors and make them all jealous.

But it's that fucking dress she's wearing. It's low-cut and tight and just...Jesus. Why would she wear a dress like that? Is she doing it just to torture me? I like the idea that maybe she had me in mind when she picked it out. Of course, she might be wearing it because she wants to get attention from other guys. I look around the wedding suspiciously, trying to see if anyone is looking at her. I don't want to have to punch someone out, but i'll do it if I have to.

He wore the evidence of thinking all over his face, open and easy to read. Leah envied him that confidence to show what he was feeling.

returned to his drunken mice, dreaming their placid, inebriated dreams. He reached in and scratched one on the nose; like a bum, or one of his daughters, it seemed to snort before it rolled over. Poor mice. They were the only animals whose alcoholism he was able to forgive—he knew the genetics behind it, after all—and he often found himself envying them their single-minded devotion to drinking, and their peace.

How could someone possibly be that beautiful? She wondered for the hundred thousandth time. What higher power orchestrated such a perfect union of genes? Who decided that one single solitary soul deserved skin like that? It was so fundamentally unfair.(Chasing Harry Winston)

Verily those giants stand straighter than a horse, and are very jealous of their wives," he observed.

Employees in a hierarchy do not really object to incompetence (Peter's Paradox): they merely gossip about incompetence to mask their envy of employees who have Pull.