Jealousy is a disease, love is a healthy condition. The immature mind often mistakes one for the other, or assumes that the greater the love, the greater the jealousy – in fact, they are almost incompatible; one emotion hardly leaves room for the other.
Robert A. Heinlein
Jealousy, that dragon which slays love under the pretence of keeping it alive.
The thermometer of success is merely the jealousy of the malcontents.
You can only be jealous of someone who has something you think you ought to have yourself.
What sort of love is permeated by jealousy? You are jealous because you are unaware that everything you need is inside you.
A competent and self-confident person is incapable of jealousy in anything. Jealousy is invariably a symptom of neurotic insecurity.
Robert A. Heinlein
Jealousy is both reasonable and belongs to reasonable men, while envy is base and belongs to the base, for the one makes himself get good things by jealousy, while the other does not allow his neighbour to have them through envy.
The jealous are troublesome to others, but a torment to themselves.
The jealous are possessed by a mad devil and a dull spirit at the same time.
Johann Kaspar Lavater
Jealousy is the tribute mediocrity pays to genius.
Fulton J. Sheen
Jealousy lives upon doubts. It becomes madness or ceases entirely as soon as we pass from doubt to certainty.
Francois de la Rochefoucauld
Love sees sharply, hatred sees even more sharp, but Jealousy sees the sharpest for it is love and hate at the same time.
To cure jealousy is to see it for what it is, a dissatisfaction with self
To jealousy, nothing is more frightful than laughter.
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.
George Bernard Shaw
Jealousy is simply and clearly the fear that you do not have value._ Jealousy scans for evidence to prove the point – that others will be preferred and rewarded more than you._ There is only one alternative – self-value._ If you cannot love yourself, you will not believe that you are loved._ You will always think it’s a mistake or luck._ Take your eyes off others and turn the scanner within._ Find the seeds of your jealousy, clear the old voices and experiences._ Put all the energy into building your personal and emotional security._ Then you will be the one others envy, and you can remember the pain and reach out to them.
Jealousy in romance is like salt in food. A little can enhance the savor, but too much can spoil the pleasure and, under certain circumstances, can be life-threatening.
O jealousy! thou magnifier of trifles.
Johann Christoph Friedrich von Schiller
I’ve spent most of my life walking under that hovering cloud, jealousy, whose acid raindrops blurred my vision and burned holes in my heart. Once I learned to use the umbrella of confidence, the skies cleared up for me and the sunshine called joy became my faithful companion.
Jealousy is the jaundice of the soul.
Jealousy is never satisfied with anything short of an omniscience that would detect the subtlest fold of the heart.
Comparison is a very foolish attitude, because each person is unique and incomparable. Once this understanding settles in you, jealousy disappears.
Jealousy would be far less torturous if we understood that love is a passion entirely unrelated to our merits.
More men die of jealousy than of cancer.
Joseph P. Kennedy
Jealousy is not a barometer by which the depth of love can be read, it merely records the degree of the lover’s insecurity.
Love may be blind but jealousy has 20-20 vision.
Jealousy is one of the wickedest of all the passions. It is that which has been the most fruitful mother of tragedies, murders, and wars. But reprehensible though it is, jealousy is almost rather to be pitied than blamed
its first victims are those who harbour the feeling.
Jealousy is a kind of civil war in the soul, where judgment and imagination are at perpetual jars. This civil dissension in the mind, like that of the body politic, commits great disorders, and lays all waste. Nothing stands safe in its way; Nature, interest, religion, must yield to its fury. It violates contracts, dissolves society, breaks wedlock, betrays friends and neighbours. No body is good, and every one is either doing or designing them a mischief. It has a venom that more or less rankles wherever it bites: And as it reports fancies or facts, so it disturbs its own house as often as other folks.
Jealousy is indeed a poor medium to secure love, but it is a secure medium to destroy one’s self-respect. For jealous people, like dope-fiends, stoop to the lowest level and in the end inspire only disgust and loathing.