#jealousy

إن الغيرة تعرف أكثر مما تعرفه الحقيقة ↗

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

#love #novel #jealousy

Rasa cemburu adalah obat yang lebih adiktif dan memuaskan daripada apa pun yang dikenal oleh umat manusia. Efeknya instan, menyambar kita lebih cepat daripada kilat, dan membuat kita mabuk dalam sekejap. Begitu kita berada di sana, teler berkat hal yang disebut kecemburuan ini, kita melihat kesempatan untuk curiga di mana-mana. ↗

— Dorothy Koomson

#love #jealousy

...there was a natural comorbidity between sexual appetite and sexual jealousy, between the desire to fuck and the desire to kill. ↗

— M. Thomas Gammarino

#sexuality #jealousy

Reading. The erotics of reading for me -- its moment of trembling pleasure -- lie in those times when I realise that what I am reading is just what I was about to say. It is a moment of jealousy and disappointment, as if the occasion had been stolen from me, but it is a moment of excitement, too -- because I think I would like to try and say it better, because now the monologue in my mind has become dialogue. My immediate impulse is to write something, anything, notes to tell me the significance of what I have read, an appreciative letter to the author, the first sentences in a preface to a book that will never be written. Th archives of my readings are monumentally high. I can never let these erotic moments go. They are the paper trail of my mind. ↗

— Greg Dening

#history #jealousy

There is never jealousy where there is not strong regard. ↗

— Washington Irving

#never #regard #strong #where

That should have been my strategy! By the time I’ve worked through the emotions of surprise, admiration, anger, jealousy, and frustration, I’m watching that reddish mane of hair disappear into the trees well out of shooting range. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#anger #frustration #jealousy #strategy #surprise

I love being in love, but I also love other things, like not being jealous, overly sensitive, or needy.
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— Dark Jar Tin Zoo

#humor #jealous #jealousy #love #sensitive

My jealousy is a living thing. Shifting, changing, growing. Like my rage and my mother's regret. ↗

— Katja Millay

#rage #regret #change

So full of artless jealousy is guilt, It spills itself in fearing to be spilt. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#jealousy #jealousy

You may think my jealousy would have been enormous during those days after Peter gave Tiger Lily the smallest kiss on the neck. And you would be right. But these moments were swallowed by a bigger emotion, my tenderness for Tiger Lily, which had grown to take up most of the space in my body, without me knowing it. I can't say I didn't dream that this was a passing moment of infatuation, and that eventually Peter would notice and pick me-as impossible as that might have seemed considering my size. But I felt protective of Tiger Lily. I felt that just by watching over her, I could somehow keep her safe. And I wanted to keep Peter safe too. ↗

— Jodi Lynn Anderson

#peter-pan #protective #tiger-lily #tinker-bell #tinkerbell