Quotes About Comparison

I guess like most people I'm a bargain-hunter. I love a bargain. I found out there's two prices on everything. There's the Rodeo Drive price and there's the same merchandise down the street.

Love dies in many different ways, and it's natural for the grass to seem greener on the other side. But it's not a competition; there's plenty of pain to go around.

He who loves the more is the inferior and must suffer.

Last week I told my wife, If you would learn to cook, I could fire the chef. She said, If you could learn to make love, I could fire the chauffer.

I measured love by the extent of my jealousy.

As a dancer I couldn't outdance Ginger Rogers or Eleanor Powell. As a singer I'm no rival to Doris Day. As an actress I don't take myself seriously...I'm the girl the truck drivers love.

Everyone loves justice in the affairs of another.

I love watching Virat Kohli bat. I love his aggression and serious passion that I used to have. He reminds me of myself.

The grass isn't always greener on the other side. I start off kind of in love and then I leave love and I'm single.

Love may be blind, but this I'll state - it's eagle-eyed compared to hate.

A harem lacks variety compared to a woman with whom you are deeply in love.

The knives of jealousy are honed on details.

Take your time, teach what you love, be unabashedly you, and try not to compare yourself to someone who's been teaching longer than you.

Love is like falconry," he said. "Don't you think that's true, Cleveland?" "Never say love is like anything." said Cleveland. "It isn't.

I look at you and wham, I'm head over heals. I guess that love is like a banana peel.

Jealousy is not love, but self-love.

As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters. As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, so is my beloved among the sons.

If there is love, smallpox scars are as pretty as dimples. - Japanese Proverb

Every time a friend succeeds, I die a little.

Jealousy springs more from love of self than from love of another.

Jealousy contains more of self-love than of love.

Envy among other ingredients has a mixture of the love of justice in it. We are more angry at undeserved than at deserved good-fortune.

I love metaphor. It provides two loaves where there seems to be one. Sometimes it throws in a load of fish.

Compare sending someone a text message and getting a love letter delivered by carrier pigeon. No contest.