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As you look with jealousy and greed in your neighbor’s house, you put you own house at risk.” L.K


Kate Namara


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


Gary Allan


#jealous #moon #stars #still #you

Jealous, adj. Unduly concerned about the preservation of that which can be lost only if not worth keeping.


Ambrose Bierce


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Jealousy’s a weak emotion.


Jay-Z


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Jealousy blurs the focus.


Toba Beta


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A jealous husband is an ugly thing.


Keith Ablow


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Most haters are stuck in a poisonous mental prison of jealousy and self-doubt that blinds them to their own potentiality.


Steve Maraboli


#jealousy #poisonous #potential #self-doubt #experience

Love? I always thought love was just something that ate away your sanity, left you with an inferiority complex, and filled you with jealousy...and bitterness. Noi-chan told me all about love... and now I know the truth. Love is an illusion. Nothing more than that. Anyway, it has nothing to do with me. <3 So many people get hung up on love while life passes them by.


Tomoko Hayakawa


#what-is-love #jealousy

She sang, as requested. There was much about love in the ballad: faithful love that refused to abandon its object; love that disaster could not shake; love that, in calamity, waxed fonder, in poverty clung closer. The words were set to a fine old air -- in themselves they were simple and sweet: perhaps, when read, they wanted force; when well sung, they wanted nothing. Shirley sang them well: she breathed into the feeling, softness, she poured round the passion, force: her voice was fine that evening; its expression dramatic: she impressed all, and charmed one. On leaving the instrument, she went to the fire, and sat down on a seat -- semi-stool, semi-cushion: the ladies were round her -- none of them spoke. The Misses Sympson and the Misses Nunnely looked upon her, as quiet poultry might look on an egret, an ibis, or any other strange fowl. What made her sing so? They never sang so. Was it proper to sing with such expression, with such originality -- so unlike a school girl? Decidedly not: it was strange, it was unusual. What was strange must be wrong; what was unusual must be improper. Shirley was judged.


Charlotte Brontë


#empathy #expectations #expression #faithfulness #feeling

There's no jealousy in the grave.


Rudyard Kipling


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