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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.
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.
Jealousy is that pain which a man feels from the apprehension that he is not equally beloved by the person read more
Jealousy is that pain which a man feels from the apprehension that he is not equally beloved by the person whom he entirely loves
Jealousy is a disease, love is a healthy condition. The immature mind often mistakes one for the other, or assumes read more
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...
A competent and self-confident person is incapable of jealousy in anything. Jealousy is invariably a symptom of neurotic insecurity.
A competent and self-confident person is incapable of jealousy in anything. Jealousy is invariably a symptom of neurotic insecurity.
Jealousy is indeed a poor medium to secure love, but it is a secure medium to destroy one's self-respect. For read more
Jealousy is indeed a poor medium to secure love, but it is a secure medium to destroy one's self-respect. For jealous people, like dope-fiends, stoop to the lowest level and in the end inspire only disgust and loathing.
It is not love that is blind, but jealousy.
It is not love that is blind, but jealousy.
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.
But through the heart
Should Jealousy its venom once diffuse,
'Tis then delightful misery no more,
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But through the heart
Should Jealousy its venom once diffuse,
'Tis then delightful misery no more,
But agony unmix'd, incessant gall,
Corroding every thought, and blasting all
Love's paradise.