Quotes About Envy

Freddie couldn't help himself sometimes. His dad was just so fucking perfect. Or at least that was the overriding narrative. Amazing Tom Fitzwilliam. Isn't he handsome? Isn't he clever? Isn't he charming? Isn't he tall? Hasn't he got an enormously huge dick? Well, no one had ever actually said that, but he did. Freddie had seen it.

That's such bullshit. Come on. You were the one with the big house and the posh school and the bedroom full of nice things. I arrived in your house with nothing. Literally just a bag of clothes. And there you were, Little Lord Fauntleroy, with everything. Everything a child could want. How do you think that made me feel?

Had Simpering Rachel who clutched men's arms at parties in order to repel a competitor for his attentions been there all along? How awful, she thought to herself. How absolutely awful.

I rather envy writers who do variations on a theme. I like reading those books, but in practice, I can't do it.

I was always so jealous of a band like Fleetwood Mac, for instance, where Christine McVie would sing a whole bunch of songs even though Stevie was the obvious lead singer. It added variety to their shows.

Certainly, you envy the guys that have done all kinds of things, a variety of good scripts and good directors. Then again, having worked with Cassavetes has satisfied a big part of that.

It is good to vary in order that you may frustrate the curious, especially those who envy you.

To venture upon an undertaking of any kind, even the most insignificant, is to sacrifice to envy.

My mother's advice was, don't lose time on useless emotions like anger, resentment, remorse, envy. Those, she said, will just sap time; they don't get you where you want to be.

So while the Instagram posts and reality shows are creating increased envy and stress around food, weight, and homes, that envy and stress leads us to spend more, feel worse, and put our financial security at risk

maybe, if you put your disbelief aside, roll up your sleeves, take some risks, and totally go for it, you'll wake up one day and realize you're living the kind of life you used to be jealous

I knew that on Monday there was every chance she would ignore me. It wouldn't matter. I would still want to be her friend, because she was everything I wanted to be. She was beautiful, and funny, and glamorous; a long, unfurled ribbon of cool, where I was a sweaty pretzeled knot of striving

It seems to be the rule of this world.  Each person has what he doesn't want, and other people have what he does want.

Each person has what he doesn't want, and other people have what he does want.

Par che a questo mondo la regola sia questa. Ogni persona ha ciò che non vuole, e ciò che vorrebbe l'hanno gli altri.

Each person has what he doesn't want, and other people have what he does want. Married

It seems to be the rule of the world. Each person has what he doesn't want, & other people have what he does what.

She was gone. She was serenity. Her lips faintly smiling. Her golden skin. The glowing thread-ends of her hair. She seemed to have been dipped iin sunlight and set here to dry. I felt a pang of jealousy, that she could be sitting next to me and not know it. That she could be somewhere most wonderful and I could not be there, too.

Pour your scotch on the rocks and drink your misery down. Go home and make love to her and picture me, picture me. Yeah, picture me!

I envy people who can think, 'No, I'm not going to work today' when they have a huge pile of deadlines stacking up.

That's what is was to be young - to be enthusiastic rather than envious about the good work other people could do.

... a worker was seldom so much annoyed by what he got as by what he got in relation to his fellow workers.

I'm very, very jealous of guys who just go and decide to party and then can work the next day.

Kingsley did the same, except he also removed his T-shirt, showing off his broad chest, tan and smooth. When had Kingsley had time to work on his tan? Mimi wondered.