Socialism is a philosophy of failure, the creed of ignorance, and the gospel of envy, its inherent virtue is the read more

Socialism is a philosophy of failure, the creed of ignorance, and the gospel of envy, its inherent virtue is the equal sharing of misery.

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.

Envy assails the noblest: the winds howl around the highest
peaks.
[Lat., Summa petit livor: perflant altissima venti.]

Envy assails the noblest: the winds howl around the highest
peaks.
[Lat., Summa petit livor: perflant altissima venti.]

Not on thy sole, but on thy soul, harsh Jew,
Thou mak'st thy knife keen; but no metal can--
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Not on thy sole, but on thy soul, harsh Jew,
Thou mak'st thy knife keen; but no metal can--
No, not the hangman's axe--bear half the keenness
Of thy sharp envy.

Such men as he be never at heart's ease
Whiles they behold a greater than themselves,
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Such men as he be never at heart's ease
Whiles they behold a greater than themselves,
And therefore are they very dangerous.

A woman has two smiles that an angel might envy, the smile that accepts a lover before words are uttered, read more

A woman has two smiles that an angel might envy, the smile that accepts a lover before words are uttered, and the smile that lights on the first born babe, and assures it of a mother's love.

Envy is the art of counting the other fellow's blessings instead of your own.

Envy is the art of counting the other fellow's blessings instead of your own.

Envy is like a fly that passes all the body's sounder parts, and dwells upon the sores.

Envy is like a fly that passes all the body's sounder parts, and dwells upon the sores.

Helpless, unknown, and unremembered, most human beings, however sensitive, idealistic, intelligent, go through life as passengers rather than chauffeurs. Although read more

Helpless, unknown, and unremembered, most human beings, however sensitive, idealistic, intelligent, go through life as passengers rather than chauffeurs. Although we may pretend that it is the chauffeur who is the social inferior, most of us, like Toad of Toad Hall, would not mind a turn at the wheel ourselves.