I am drawn to women who are independent and creative, which is problematic because it’s a struggle, a competition of careers. There’s jealousy.
Jealousy is all the fun you think they had.
Moral indignation is jealousy with a halo.
The envious die not once, but as oft as the envied win applause.
There is never jealousy where there is not strong regard.
More men die of jealousy than of cancer.
The lovesick, the betrayed, and the jealous all smell alike.
I would rather drudge out my life on a cotton plantation, till the grave opened to give me rest, than to live with an unprincipled master and a jealous mistress.
Jealousy – that jumble of secret worship and ostensible aversion.
Jealousy is no more than feeling alone against smiling enemies.
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.
It will be found an unjust and unwise jealousy to deprive a man of his natural liberty upon the supposition he may abuse it.
That’s the way I got along in life. I don’t ever remember being particularly jealous of anybody, because I figured if I can’t do it myself, I don’t deserve to get it.
He that is jealous is not in love.
Jealousy is never satisfied with anything short of an omniscience that would detect the subtlest fold of the heart.
Those who are believed to be most abject and humble are usually most ambitious and envious.
Jealousy is cruel as the grave: the coals thereof are coals of fire.
I have never been jealous. Not even when my dad finished fifth grade a year before I did.
But I like not these great success of yours; for I know how jealous are the gods.
Like hatred, jealousy is forbidden by the laws of life because it is essentially destructive.
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.
My wife’s jealousy is getting ridiculous. The other day she looked at my calendar and wanted to know who May was.
Man is jealous because of his amour propre; woman is jealous because of her lack of it.
From heresy, frenzy and jealousy, good Lord deliver me.
Nothing is more capable of troubling our reason, and consuming our health, than secret notions of jealousy in solitude.
