Jealousy is nothing more than a fear of abandonment
Jealousy is not love, but self-love.
The sure mark of one born with noble qualities is being born without envy.
Jealousy is the greatest of all evils, and the one that arouses the least pity in the person who causes it.
Jealousy springs more from love of self than from love of another.
Jealousy is in some measure just and reasonable, since it merely aims at keeping something that belongs to us or we think belongsto us, whereas envy is a frenzy that cannot bear anything that belongs to others.
Jealousy is bred in doubts. When those doubts change into certainties, then the passion either ceases or turns absolute madness.
Jealousy lives upon doubts. It becomes madness or ceases entirely as soon as we pass from doubt to certainty.
What makes the pain we feel from shame and jealousy so cutting is that vanity can give us no assistance in bearing them.
Jealousy is not so much the love of another as the love of ourselves.
The truest mark of being born with great qualities is to be born without envy.
There is something to be said for jealousy, because it only designs the preservation of some good which we either have or think wehave a right to. But envy is a raging madness that cannot bear the wealth or fortune of others.
Jealousy contains more of self-love than of love.
There is a sort of love whose very excessiveness prevents the lover's being jealous.
Unfaithfulness ought to extinguish love, and we should not be jealous when there is reason to be. Only those who give no grounds for jealousy are worthy of it.
