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.

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

Never waste jealousy on a real man: it is the imaginary man that supplants us all in the long run.

Never waste jealousy on a real man: it is the imaginary man that supplants us all in the long run.

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?

No true love there can be without
Its dread penalty--jealousy.

No true love there can be without
Its dread penalty--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.

Who surpasses or subdues mankind, must look down on the hate of those below.

Who surpasses or subdues mankind, must look down on the hate of those below.

Jealousy is the jaundice of the soul.

Jealousy is the jaundice of the soul.

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.