Jealousy Quotes

That is ever the way. 'Tis all jealousy to the bride and good wishes to the corpse.

Love shouldn't be about jealousy or anything like that. It should be about commitment and being able to trust that person. If you can't have that from the get-go, there's a problem.

Jealousy - that jumble of secret worship and ostensible aversion.

Jealousy is all the fun you think they had.

In my experience lust only ever leads to misery. All that suspicion and jealousy and anguish it unleashes. I don't want those things in my life.

Jealousy is the fear of comparison.

Jealousy is the grave of affection.

Religion can make it worse. Are you supposing that if people were encouraged to believe in a transcendent reality, and to be encouraged by grand rituals and music and preaching, to love their neighbors, then they would put jealousy and frustration aside?

There is something mean in human nature that prefers to think evil, that gives a willing ear and a ready welcome to calumny, a sort of jealousy of goodness and greatness and things of good report.

Jealousy is no more than feeling alone against smiling enemies.

The surest route to breeding jealousy is to compare. Since jealousy comes from feeling less than another, comparisons only fan the fires.

You will not accept credit that is due to another, or harbor jealousy of an explorer who is more fortunate.

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.

Obviously, in dealing with a relationship, sexuality has to be involved, and jealousy and emotions like that. And I don't know, I've always been intrigued by those emotions.

What we used to say was whoever had the bow tie got to lead the band. There was never any jealousy.

Jealousy contains more of self-love than of love.

Dogs are our link to paradise. They don't know evil or jealousy or discontent.

Jealousy, that dragon which slays love under the pretence of keeping it alive.

Jealousy is the jaundice of the soul.

My birth neither shook the German Empire nor caused much of an upheaval in the home. It pleased mother, caused father a certain amount of pride and my elder brother the usual fraternal jealousy of a hitherto only son.