Quotes About Envy

I tried to visualize my jealousy as a yellowy-brown cloud boiling around inside me, then going out through my nose like smoke and turning into a stone and falling down into the ground. That did work a little. But in my visualization a plant covered with poison berries would grow out of the stone, whether I wanted it to or not.

Jimmy had been full of himself back then, thinks Snowman with indulgence and a little envy. He'd been unhappy too, of course. It went without saying, his unhappiness. He'd put a lot of energy into it.

I feel despised there, for having so little money; also for once having had so much. I never actually had it, of course. Father had it, and then Richard. But money was imputed to me, the same way crimes are imputed to those who've simply been present at them.

Not for nothing do we at Ardua Hall say 'Pen Is Envy.'

The pen between my fingers is sensuous, alive almost, I can feel its power, the power of the words it contains. Pen Is Envy, Aunt Lydia would say, quoting another Center motto, warning us away from such objects.

But I envy the Commander's Wife her knitting. It's good to have small goals that can be easily attained.

Pen Is Envy, Aunt Lydia would say, quoting another Center motto, warning us away from such objects. And they were right, it is envy. Just holding it is envy. I envy the Commander his pen. It's one more thing I would like to steal. The

Pen Is Envy, Aunt Lydia would say, quoting another Center motto, warning us away from such objects.

I was tired of her getting away with being so young.

He has several highly valuable editions that I envy: Doré's Inferno, Dalí's Alice's Adventures in Wonderland, Picasso's Lysistrata

You think I didn't hate their pity, their forced kindness? And knowing that no matter what I did, how virtuous I was, or hardworking, I would never be beautiful. Not like her, the one who merely had to sit there to be adored. You wonder why I stabbed the blue eyes of my dolls with pins and pulled their hair out until they were bald? Life isn't fair. Why should I be?

I can't make you understand because you don't know the meaning of fear. You have the heart of a lion and an utter lack of imagination and I envy you both of those qualities. You'll never mind facing realities and you'll never want to escape from them as I do.

Suddenly she hated them all because they were different from her, because they carried their losses with an air that she could never attain, would never wish to attain. She hated them, these smiling, light-footed strangers, these proud fools who took pride in something they had lost, seeming to be proud that they had lost it.

To her, all women, including her two sisters, were natural enemies in pursuit of the same prey--man.

She was constitutionally unable to endure any man being in love with any woman not herself

and jealous of each other about that two-faced, little, green-eyed baggage

It is sufficient for you that the one who envies you is distressed at the time of your joy.

We spend our time envying people whom we wouldn't wish to be.

The time for boring ethical discussions around disability is over. It's only through feelings of admiration, aspiration, curiosity and envy that we can move forward.

Davy was the type of all the jumped-up second-raters of all time.

A maiden-woman, as independent as myself, need not envy any girl the doubtful blessing of a husband. I chose to be independent, and I am, and what more is there to be said about it?

She left me, offended at my want of sympathy, and thinking, no doubt, that I envied her. I did not - at least, I firmly believed I did not.

mogla sam jedino zaklju?iti kako pretjerana taština, jednako kao i pijanstvo, otvrdnjuje srce, podjarmljuje sposobnosti te izopa?uje osje?aje; te kako psi nisu jedina bi?a koja se, i kada su sita do grla, i dalje nasla?uju onime što ne mogu proždrijeti te zavide i na najmanjem zalogaju svome izgladnjelom bratu.

De cele mai multe ori, oamenii proÈ™ti nu pot suporta gândul c? alÈ›ii fac ceva mai bine ca ei.