Jealousy is a disease, love is a healthy condition. The immature mind often mistakes one for the other, or assumes that the greater the love, the greater the jealousy -- in fact, they're almost incompatible; one emotion hardly leaves room for the other. Both at once can produce unbearable turmoil...
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Yet he was jealous, though he did not show it,
For jealousy dislikes the world to know it.
Yet he was jealous, though he did not show it,
For jealousy dislikes the world to know it.
Whoever envies another confesses his superiority.
Whoever envies another confesses his superiority.
That dire disease, whose ruthless power
Withers the beauty's transient flower.
That dire disease, whose ruthless power
Withers the beauty's transient flower.
Disease is an experience of mortal mind. It is fear made
manifest on the body. Divine Science takes away read more
Disease is an experience of mortal mind. It is fear made
manifest on the body. Divine Science takes away this physical
sense of discord, just as it removes a sense of moral or mental
inharmony.
Jealousy, that dragon which slays love under the pretence of keeping it alive.
Jealousy, that dragon which slays love under the pretence of keeping it alive.
Men are the cause of women not loving one another.
[Fr., Les hommes sont la cause que les femmes read more
Men are the cause of women not loving one another.
[Fr., Les hommes sont la cause que les femmes ne s'aiment point.]
A bodily disease which we look upon as whole and entire within
itself, may, after all, be but a read more
A bodily disease which we look upon as whole and entire within
itself, may, after all, be but a symptom of some ailment in the
spiritual part.
The biggest disease today is not leprosy or tuberculosis, but rather the feeling of being unwanted
The biggest disease today is not leprosy or tuberculosis, but rather the feeling of being unwanted
Can't I another's face commend,
Or to her virtues be a friend,
But instantly your forehead louers,
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Can't I another's face commend,
Or to her virtues be a friend,
But instantly your forehead louers,
As if her merit lessen'd yours?
