#jealousy

It is not love that is blind, but jealousy. ↗

— Lawrence Durrell

#blind #love

Jealousy is never satisfied with anything short of an omniscience that would detect the subtlest fold of the heart. ↗

— George Eliot

#anything #detect #fold #heart #never

Jealousy, that dragon which slays love under the pretence of keeping it alive. ↗

— Havelock Ellis

#alive #dragon #keeping #love #pretence

Those who enjoy their own emotionally bad health and who habitually fill their own minds with the rank poisons of suspicion, jealousy and hatred, as a rule take umbrage at those who refuse to do likewise, and they find a perverted relief in trying to denigrate them. ↗

— Johannes Brahms

#bad #denigrate #emotionally #enjoy #fill

My wife's jealousy is getting ridiculous. The other day she looked at my calendar and wanted to know who May was. ↗

— Rodney Dangerfield

#calendar #day #getting #know #looked

I think it's important to get your surroundings as well as yourself into a positive state - meaning surround yourself with positive people, not the kind who are negative and jealous of everything you do. ↗

— Heidi Klum

#everything #get #i #i think #important

Jealousy is, I think, the worst of all faults because it makes a victim of both parties. ↗

— Gene Tierney

#because #both #faults #i #i think

God is always trying to give blessings to us, but our minds are usually too full to receive them. ↗

— Shannon L. Alder

#blessings #clouded-thoughts #confusion #delusions #doubt

I won’t lie. I want to beat the hell out of any man who’s had you—you’d be smart to keep them the hell away from me—but nothing in your past can change how I feel about you. ↗

— Sylvia Day

#love #change

Acid filled Sara’s mouth. It wasn’t fair. That’s what Sara wanted to say. To scream at the top of her lungs. It just wasn’t fair. Lena wasn’t strong. She would bend, not break. She would recover from this tragedy the same easy way she recovered from every other tragedy before. Even if she lost Jared, Lena would always know what it felt like to have his child growing inside of her. She could always hold her baby’s hand and think of holding Jared’s. She could see her child laugh and learn and grow and play sports and do school projects and graduate from college and Lena would always, always remember her husband. She would see Jared in her grandchildren and great-grandchildren. On her deathbed, she would find peace in the knowledge that they had made something beautiful together. That even in death, they would both go on living. “Sara,” Faith said. “What’s happening here?” Sara wiped her eyes, angry that she was back in the same dark place she’d started at this morning. “Why does everything come so damn easy to her?” She struggled to speak. Her throat clenched around every word that wanted to come out of her mouth. “Everything just opens up, and she always walks through unscathed and—” Sara had to stop for breath. “It’s just so easy for her. She always has it so goddamn easy. ↗

— Karin Slaughter

#jealousy #women-helping-women #beauty