When you are warm-hearted, there is no room for anger, jealousy or insecurity.
When you strengthen your self-esteem, there is no room for jealousy.
To talk about balance, it's easier to talk about what's out of balance. And I think anytime that you have any disease, and disease meaning lack of ease, lack of flow. . . dis-ease. So any time there's disease, you're out of balance, whether it's jealousy, anger, greed, anxiety, fear.
Foul jealousy! that turnest love divine to joyless dread, and makest the loving heart with hateful thoughts to languish and to pine.
Whatever worldly thing we may covet-zealously striving to obtain and then retain-never seems to bring an end to our desires. Covetousness, envy, jealousy, and greed always escalate into a vicious spiral, as we seek greater and greater gratification but find less and less contentment. . . . Striving to acquire the things of the world not only does not bring lasting happiness and peace, but it drives us to seek more. When "all we've ever wanted" is grounded in the temporal trappings of this world, it is never enough!
Jealousy. . . is the most obvious sign of impotency.
We stress humanity, and this is done at considerable cost. We can't have a lot of dramatics that other shows get away with - promiscuity, greed, jealousy. None of those have a place in 'Star Trek. '
People may go on talking for ever of the jealousies of pretty women; but for real genuine, hard-working envy, there is nothing like an ugly woman with a taste for admiration.
It is in the character of very few men to honor without envy a friend who has prospered.
We've been living on a high, they've been talking on the low. But it's cool, know you heard it all before.
If malice or envy were tangible and had a shape, it would be the shape of a boomerang.
In my experience lust only ever leads to misery. All that suspicion and jealousy and anguish it unleashes. I don't want those things in my life.
Passion can quickly slip to jealousy, or even hatred.
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.
Nothing is more capable of troubling our reason, and consuming our health, than secret notions of jealousy in solitude.
Love is the great protector, protecting us from anger and jealousy.
Jealousy is a virtue of democracies which preserves them from tyrants.
War, hate, jealousy, racism - what are they but manifestations of fear?
Jealousy means ego, jealousy means unconsciousness. Jealousy means that you have not known even a moment of joy and bliss; you are living in misery. Jealousy is a by-product of misery, ego, unconsciousness.
Can a selfish egocentric jealous and unimaginative female write a damn thing worthwhile?