O, beware, my lord, of jealousy!
It is the green-eyed monster, which doth mock
The meat it read more

O, beware, my lord, of jealousy!
It is the green-eyed monster, which doth mock
The meat it feeds on. That cuckold lives in bliss
Who, certain of his fate, loves not his wronger;
But O, what damned minutes tells he o'er
Who dotes, yet doubts--suspects, yet strongly loves!

Jealousy lives upon doubts, it becomes madness or ceases entirely as soon as we pass from doubt to certainty.

Jealousy lives upon doubts, it becomes madness or ceases entirely as soon as we pass from doubt to certainty.

Jealousy is nothing more than a fear of abandonment

Jealousy is nothing more than a fear of abandonment

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.

The thermometer of success is merely the jealousy of the malcontents.

The thermometer of success is merely the jealousy of the malcontents.

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.

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.

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.

You can be the moon and still be jealous of the stars.

You can be the moon and still be jealous of the stars.