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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What we used to say was whoever had the bow tie got to lead the band. There was never any read more
What we used to say was whoever had the bow tie got to lead the band. There was never any jealousy.
O! beware, my lord, of jealousy; It is the green-eyed monster which doth mock The meat it feeds on.
O! beware, my lord, of jealousy; It is the green-eyed monster which doth mock The meat it feeds on.
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?
Man is jealous because of his amour propre; woman is jealous because of her lack of it.
Man is jealous because of his amour propre; woman is jealous because of her lack of it.
Plain women are always jealous of their husbands. Beautiful women never are. They are always so occupied with being jealous read more
Plain women are always jealous of their husbands. Beautiful women never are. They are always so occupied with being jealous of other women's husbands.
The canker which the trunk conceals is revealed by the leaves,
the fruit, or the flower.
[It., D'ogni read more
The canker which the trunk conceals is revealed by the leaves,
the fruit, or the flower.
[It., D'ogni pianta palesa l'aspetto
Il difetto, che il tronco nasconde
Per le fronde, dal frutto, o dal fior.]
Entire affection hateth nicer hands.
Entire affection hateth nicer hands.
So full of artless jealousy is guilt
It spills itself in fearing to be spilt.
So full of artless jealousy is guilt
It spills itself in fearing to be spilt.
