Quotes About Envy

Judi Dench should be ashamed of herself for being so talented and working so much.

It's one thing to look at someone like Beyonce and Rihanna and to see how beloved and talented they are, and it's another thing to live inside it.

I felt like there were so many talented people who should be getting what I have.

It's incomprehensible for me to hear another dude talk about another's dude's pockets and have that matter and argue about that.

I wish I were tall, like my friend Lee Kwang Soo.

In Europe and Australia, there is something called the Tall Poppy Syndrome: People like to cut the tall poppies. They don't want you to succeed, and they cut you down - especially people from your own social class.

You desire and do not have; so you kill. And you covet and cannot obtain; so you fight and wage war" (James 4:1, 2).

The humble man feels no jealousy or envy. He can praise God when others are preferred and blessed before him. He can bear to hear others praised and himself forgotten, because in God's presence he has learned to say with Paul, "I be nothing" (2 Cor. 12:11). He has received the spirit of Jesus, who did not please Himself and did not seek His own honor, as the spirit of his life." —Andrew Murray, Humility 6

They can talk shit about each other behind the others' backs, but when it comes down to it, money is the one true race and everyone down here is the color of greenbacks and as tall as mountains.

She looks like she just saw a ghost, a unicorn, and Hello Kitty having a three-way in a clown car and they didn't invite her. I

Here's to all the guys better looking than us. May they all die first.

Don't let men get too happy. It would kill me. (581 Ways To Kill Your Boss)

Everyone wanted what she couldn't have.

Los celos hacen que las personas hagan y digan cosas estúpidas

Oh, the usual. Just some idiots jealous of me being married to the hottest human around.

Don't be envious of the runner in the lane next to you; just focus on finishing your race.

With frightening suddenness he now began ripping the pages out of the book in handfuls and throwing them in the waste-paper basket. Matilda froze in horror. The father kept going. There seemed little doubt that the man felt some kind of jealousy. How dare she, he seemed to be saying with each rip of a page, how dare she enjoy reading books when he couldn't? How dare she?

Perhaps his anger was intensified because he saw her getting pleasure from something that was beyond his reach.

dare she, he seemed to be saying with each rip of a page, how dare she enjoy reading books when he couldn't? How dare she? 'That's a library book!' Matilda cried. 'It doesn't belong to me! I have to return

I IS ONLY AN EIGHT YEAR OLD LITTLE BOY BUT I IS GROWING A SPLENDID BUSHY BEARD AND ALL THE OTHER BOYS IS JALOUS.

We rob ourselves of immeasurable joy when we compare what we do know about ourselves with what we don't know about someone else.

Some people insist that 'mediocre' is better than 'best.' They delight in clipping wings because they themselves can't fly. They despise brains because they have none.

Some people insist that 'mediocre' is better than 'best.' They delight in clipping wings because they themselves can't fly. They despise brains because they have none. Pfah!

I remembered hearing Dad say: "Some people insist that 'mediocre' is better than 'best.' They delight in clipping wings because they themselves can't fly. They despise brains because they have none. Pfah!