Quotes About Comparison

Señorita Taggart, ¿sabe lo que caracteriza a un mediocre? Es resentimiento por el logro de otro hombre.

Los que usted compra, no valen un comino, porque siempre habrá alguien capaz de ofrecerle más.

Why do they get to do whatever they want?" Aws complained. They really were completely spoiled. It was appalling to her that a European teenager should have more power than she, an educated and formerly middle-class woman of Raqqa, in her own hometown. But Dua, the good military wife, always reluctant to criticize the militants, offered a justification: "Maybe because they had to leave their countries to come here, it was felt they should be treated more specially.

We were unhappy. We compared our situation to our own potentials, to what we could have had, and somehow there was little consolation in the fact that millions of people were unhappier than we were. Why should other people's misery make us happier or more content?

No, no. I have been practicing...I bowled a 129. It's like -- it was like Special Olympics, or something.

You know things have hit a low point when our closest allies think we're worse on an issue than North Korea," Ben said, shaking his head.

She had waited for the stab of jealousy the first time she heard the name, had braced for the squeeze in her chest, the heaviness in the pit of her stomach, the things any red-blooded wife should feel.

When I watch TV over my dinner at night, I see a world in which almost everyone makes $15 an hour or more, and I'm not just thinking of the anchor folks. The sitcoms and dramas are about fashion designers or schoolteachers or lawyers, so it's easy for a fast-food worker or nurse's aide to conclude that she is an anomaly—the only one, or almost the only one, who hasn't been invited to the party.

Jenny froze...cut by an unexpected pang of a hot jealousy she had thought that she had long outgrown—the bitter jealousy of her youth toward those who had greater skills than she. All her life she had worked to rid herself of it, knowing it crippled her from learning from those more powerful.

You know things are bad when a woman without any legs and who recently lost two of her own kids feels sorry for you.

Modern people are just like ancient ones, only more numerous.

animals behaved with purpose, it seemed. Unlike people.

Bobby Bingo had skin like a baked potato. A complete vegetable man, Lou Ann thought

No rational guidelines existed for comparing youthful freedom with the heart-enlarging earthquake of family life.

We're chalk and cheese. Somebody ought to do a study on us, if they want to know how kids in the same family can turn out totally different.

I don't know, Magda says, Seems like that's just how it is with you and me. We're like islands on the moon.

It's true. I'm not a happy-on-the-midlist kind of gal.

Still no internet with all the ways of saying, Let's us be better than those guys so we can hate on them.

Age-old story, who gets to look down on who, for what reason.

Now, versus the old days. I said maybe the difference was we could see now what all we were missing. With everybody else in the world being richer than us, doing all kinds of nonsense and getting away with it. It pisses you off. It makes you restless.

Maggot calmed me down by explaining Bible stories were a category of superhero comics.

He's half my ex-husband's age, but twice as energetic when we have sex. And twice as grateful afterwards.

Not all emeralds are exactly the same color.

We are studying sensible ways to amend our own constitution in India. And we often joke that perhaps you Americans could lend us yours, because you seem no longer to be using it yourselves.