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

she was polite, charming, and damn pretty. Braith wanted to hate her, but she just couldn’t. The bitch.

It must be awful to be on a team with a superstar, someone much better than everyone else. At least that’s how my teammates must feel about me. But who cares? They’re just my clones.

Believe me,’ […] ‘I would know about it. That’s the difference between me and your girlfriend. I am the jealous type. I am the Spanish Inquisition when it comes to being fucked around on. No...

Those.. we use to abuse in front of others..somewhere deep inside.. we wish to be like them..

Once you have money and fame, the next thing you should expect is scandal and shame.

Finally, Dageus finished, and she heard Gwen and Chloe say simultaneously, breathlessly, “Oh, my God.”Gabby opened her eyes. Drustan had risen to his feet and was scowling, an expression mirrored by his twin. Both were...

And I got out of there without punching anyone, kicking anyone, or breaking down in tears. Some days the small victories are all you achieve.

Jealousy, turning saints into the seaSwimming through sick lullabiesChoking on your alibis

with the pain jealousy instils and the love hate relationship it creates surely its just easier to appreciate what you have then what you could loose

I am tired of people saying that poor character is the only reason people do wrong things. Actually, circumstances cause people to act a certain way. It’s from those circumstances that a person’s attitude is...

When jealousy rears up, it indicates that something inside of you is afraid. It’s an alarm, nothing less and nothing more. Treat it as such.

She had loved him for such a long time, she thought. How was it that she did now know him at all?

We always learn more from those whom we hate than those whom we love.

Never waste jealousy on a real man: it is the imaginary man that supplants us all in the long run.

Once she was standing by her locker and her puka shells broke and scattered and she made a joke about it but he could tell she was upset. He wanted to buy her some more....

In jealousy there is more of self-love than love

Sometimes Jealousy is the important in our work to do better from others.

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

If my wife finds comfort in trite Gispy homilies, I have no objection to your offering them. However, if you ever kiss her again, no matter how platonic the fashion, I’ll make a eunuch of...

His jealousy, like an octopus which throws out a first, then a second, and finally a third tentacle, fastened itself irremovably first to that moment, five o’clock in the afternoon, then to another, then to...

Do not share your thoughts with people who think that what you are thinking is not worth thinking.

I tried to visualize my jealousy as a yellowy-brown cloud boiling around inside me, then going out through my nose like smoke and turning into a stone and falling down into the ground. That did...

Even if the grass is greener on the other side of the fence, keep to your own side; it’s where you belong. There you can plant your own grass and tend to it.

Envy is a buzz killer.”~R. Alan Woods [2013]

When you begin to walk your own journey, to have your own unique conversation, you will naturally stop feeling envious of others. Not because you’ll realize your desires are different from theirs, but because they...

One of the most powerful lessons in life is to recognize that no one can give you power, and many people don’t want you to have it. You have to find the courage to seize...

Expect while reaching for the stars, people to whirl by with their dark clouds and storm upon you.

He seems like a man who knows what he wants, and the problem is he wants what I want.

I do think he hated him as one man will hate another who draws off the affection of a beloved.

I, uh—,” I began oh so coherently, and then I jumped up, almost knocking himover, and raced down the dock. I took off, flying fast, like a rocket.

I wish I am like someone else”, you are attempting to take alongside someone’s limitation you may not be able to manage.

Always remember, Peggy, it’s matrimonial suicide to be jealous when you have a really good reason.

I am jealous of anyone who can make other people care so much.

I am touched by her life, how it moves forward, pulses and springs. There is no fragmentation, nothing stunted or wedged. I circle back, I regress, the past doesn’t let go. It might as well...

Military guys are rarely as smart as they think they are, and they’ve never gotten over the fact that civilians run the military.

Quando Odette deixasse de ser para ele uma criatura sempre ausente, cobiçada, imaginária, quando o sentimento que ele tinha por ela não fosse mais aquela mesma perturbação misteriosa que lhe causava a frase da sonata...

I don’t like how he holds on to her and don’t like how long he’s holding. That doesn’t look like brotherly love to me. I stare at his girl. Why is she so damned happy...

The jealousy and evilness are like worms, that destroy the soul.

Whenever you should doubt your self-worth, remember the lotus flower. Even though it plunges to life from beneath the mud, it does not allow the dirt that surrounds it to affect its growth or beauty.

Jealousy is not there to encourage you to make someone fail, but there to encourage one to do more than the one they envy.

Beauty is not who you are on the outside, it is the wisdom and time you gave away to save another struggling soul, like you.

Oh. I just assumed… That because I am so absorbed by him everyone must be too.

If the rest of them can survive only by destroying us, then why should we wish them to survive? . . . Nothing can make it moral to destroy the best. One can’t be punished...

Some prevailing signs of social climbers are their:- ticking cunning ambition- times of deceit- hand of wickedness- gloves of bigotry- hidden bunch of schemes- cup of pride- sip of prejudice- odour of greed- grit of...

She sang, as requested. There was much about love in the ballad: faithful love that refused to abandon its object; love that disaster could not shake; love that, in calamity, waxed fonder, in poverty clung...

You’re mine and I wouldn’t let you prostitute yourself for pizza. Now go put on a shirt,” I said, pulling two slices onto a plate.

I had a dream about you. You were whispering in Van Gogh’s ear, which was in my pocket at the time, so people thought you were storing secrets in my pants. The NSA got jealous,...

The words carry their own momentum. A confession in motion tends to stay in motion. Newton’s first law of jealousy.

I ought to be jealous of the tower. She is more famous than I am.