Plain women are always jealous of their husbands. Beautiful women never are. They are always so occupied with being jealous of other women's husbands.
A competent and self confident person is incapable of jealousy in anything. Jealousy is invariably a symptom of neurotic insecurity.
The word ???jealousy??? is often used as if it were synonymous with envy; but I think the distinction worth preserving. Jealousy is predominantly concerned with the fear of loss of something one possesses, envy with the wish to own something another possesses
Jealousy is both reasonable and belongs to reasonable men, while envy is base and belongs to the base, for the one makes himself get good things by jealousy, while the other does not allow his neighbour to have them through envy.
There's no jealousy in the grave.
Jealousy is the theory that some other fellow has just as little taste.
The thermometer of success is merely the jealousy of the malcontents.
Jealousy is inconsolable because it cannot know the beloved???s innermost thoughts.
_Lucile,_ Pt. ii., Canto i., St. 24
No true love there can be without Its dread penalty jealousy.
So full of artless jealousy is guilt, It spills itself in fearing to be spilt.
Nor jealousy Was understood, the injur'd lover's hell.
Jealousy, that dragon which slays love under the pretence of keeping it alive.
O, beware, my lord, of jealousy It is the green eyed monster which doth mock The meat it feeds on.
O beware, my lord, of jealousy; It is the green eyed monster, which doth mock The meat it feeds on.
To cure jealousy is to see it for what it is, a dissatisfaction with self, an impossible claim that one should be at once Rose Bowl princess, medieval scholar, Saint Joan, Milly Theale, Temple Drake, Eleanor of Aquitaine, one???s sister and a stranger in a
Jealousy is indeed a poor medium to secure love, but it is a secure medium to destroy one???s self respect. For jealous people, like dope fiends, stoop to the lowest level and in the end inspire only disgust and loathing.
Jealousy is all the fun you think they had.
Jealousy is the art of injuring ourselves more than others.
Moral indignation is jealousy with a halo.
Jealousy: that Dragon which slays love under the pretence of keeping it alive.
So full of artless jealousy is guilt,It spills itself in fearing to be spilt.
Jealousy that dragon which slays love under the pretense of keeping it alive.
In that instant he learned what jealousy was. He wanted to know the name of every other man she had ever looked at, whether they had touched her and most especially where to find these men so that he could kill them.
O, beware, my lord, of jealousy!It is the green eyed monster which doth mockThe meat it feeds on.
Jealousy feeds upon suspicion, and it turns into fury or it ends as soon as we pass from suspicion to certainty.