If you choose to be fearless, then be fearlessly authentic not an imitation of someone you envy.

I admire Shakespeare enormously. But since I can’t be him, I’m glad that his marriage was unhappy and he’s dead.

Rivalry discovers that courtesy overlooks.

Envy is the religion of the mediocre. It comforts them, it soothes their worries, and finally it rots their souls, allowing them to justify their meanness and their greed until they believe these to be...

When you have wit of your own, it’s a pleasure to credit other people for theirs.

I’ve always looked on criticism as a sort of envious tribute.

The envied are like bureaucrats; the more impersonal they are, the greater the illusion (for themselves and for others) of their power.

Envy aims very high.

That’s what is was to be young — to be enthusiastic rather than envious about the good work other people could do.

I am more than a little jealous that the wonder I am party to has been sprinkled over Salinger’s gray head.

Envy’s a coal comes hissing hot from Hell.

Gain fame, and the paparazzi or media waits and watches for them to slip, just to shame their name.

I think that the most beautiful of people are like exquisite serpents— glorious sheen, glorious patterns and elaborate grace— but you do wrong to cast envy upon them, lest you want to also taste of...

Judgement is so often a thwarted, frustrated expression of envy.

When you understand who you are by knowing what God created you to do, you have no room for becoming jealous over what someone else is doing.

Worth begets in base minds, envy; in great souls, emulation

Resentment is like taking poison and waiting for the other person to die.

Envy, after all, comes from wanting something that isn’t yours. But grief comes from losing something you’ve already had.

With a few flowers in my garden, half a dozen pictures and some books, I live without envy.

There is not a passion so strongly rooted in the human heart as envy.

Envy yearns to find flaws.