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.

But jealous souls will not be answered so;
They are not ever jealous for the cause,
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But jealous souls will not be answered so;
They are not ever jealous for the cause,
But jealous for they're jealous.
'Tis a monster
Begot upon itself, born on itself.

Then grew a wrinkle on fair Venus' brow,
The amber sweet of love is turn'd to gall!
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Then grew a wrinkle on fair Venus' brow,
The amber sweet of love is turn'd to gall!
Gloomy was Heaven; bright Phoebus did avow
He would be coy, and would not love at all;
Swearing no greater mischief could be wrought,
Than love united to a jealous thought.

It is not love that is blind, but jealousy.

It is not love that is blind, but jealousy.

Obviously, in dealing with a relationship, sexuality has to be involved, and jealousy and emotions like that. And I don't read more

Obviously, in dealing with a relationship, sexuality has to be involved, and jealousy and emotions like that. And I don't know, I've always been intrigued by those emotions.

The envious man grows lean at the success of his neighbour.

The envious man grows lean at the success of his neighbour.

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.

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.