No man likes to be surpassed by those of this own level.
[Lat., A proximis quisque minime anteire vult.]

No man likes to be surpassed by those of this own level.
[Lat., A proximis quisque minime anteire vult.]

Base envy withers at another's joy,
And hates that excellence it cannot reach.

Base envy withers at another's joy,
And hates that excellence it cannot reach.

Envy feeds on the living. It ceases when they are dead.
[Lat., Pascitur in vivis livor; post fata quiescit.]

Envy feeds on the living. It ceases when they are dead.
[Lat., Pascitur in vivis livor; post fata quiescit.]

The artist envies what the arties gains,
The bard the rival bard's successful strains.

The artist envies what the arties gains,
The bard the rival bard's successful strains.

I envy people who drink. At least they have something to blame everything on.

I envy people who drink. At least they have something to blame everything on.

With that malignant envy which turns pale,
And sickens, even if a friend prevail.

With that malignant envy which turns pale,
And sickens, even if a friend prevail.

Envy's a sharper spur than pay:
No author ever spar'd a brother;
Wits are gamecocks to one read more

Envy's a sharper spur than pay:
No author ever spar'd a brother;
Wits are gamecocks to one another.

Oh, what a bitter thing it is to look into happiness through another man's eyes.

Oh, what a bitter thing it is to look into happiness through another man's eyes.

Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,
Who is already sick and pale with grief
That read more

Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,
Who is already sick and pale with grief
That thou her maid art far more fair than she.
Be not her maid, since she is envious.
Her vestal livery is but sick and green,
And none but fools do wear it. Cast it off.