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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...
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 thermometer of success is merely the jealousy of the malcontents.
The thermometer of success is merely the jealousy of the malcontents.
I do beseech you--
Though I perchance am vicious in my guess
(As I confess it is read more
I do beseech you--
Though I perchance am vicious in my guess
(As I confess it is my nature's plague
To spy into abuses, and oft my jealousy
Shapes faults that are not), that your wisdom yet
From one that so imperfectly conjects
Would take no notice, nor build yourself a trouble
Out of his scattering and unsure observance.
In jealousy there is more self-love than love.
In jealousy there is more self-love than love.
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?
The jealous are troublesome to others, but a torment to themselves.
The jealous are troublesome to others, but a torment to themselves.
Jealousy is never satisfied with anything short of an omniscience
that would detect the subtlest fold of the heart.
Jealousy is never satisfied with anything short of an omniscience
that would detect the subtlest fold of the heart.
If I shall be condemned
Upon surmises, all proofs sleeping else
But what your jealousies awake, I read more
If I shall be condemned
Upon surmises, all proofs sleeping else
But what your jealousies awake, I tell you
'Tis rigor and not law.
