jealousy

What sort of love is permeated by jealousy? You are jealous because you are unaware that everything you need is inside you.

Her chest feels very tight, as if she's suddenly full of poison. You have to keep it all inside. Like throwing yourself on a bomb to save everyone else. Except you're the bomb.

I wonder if Blue knows she__ repainting her room.I wonder if he__ asking if she wants a ride to the party tonight.I wonder if he knows what being strangled feels like.

It was one thing to accept I couldn't have Dimitri. It was something entirely different to realize someone else could.

Animosity killed the elephant.

I tried to visualize my jealousy as a yellowy-brown cloud boiling around inside me, then going out through my nose like smoke and turning into a stone and falling down into the ground. That did work a little. But in my visualization a plant covered with poison berries would grow out of the stone, whether I wanted it to or not.

Haters never seem to realize that jealousy is an infinite torture to which you condemn yourself.

Our envy always lasts longer than the happiness of those we envy.

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

Rachel crossed her arms. __nd the other three Oracles? I__ sure none of them was a beautiful young priestess whom you praised for her_what was it?__cintillating conversation_?___h_ I wasn__ sure why, but it felt like my acne was turning into live insects and crawling across my face. __ell, according to my extensive research____ome books he flipped through last night,_ Meg clarified.

Mortals are easily tempted to pinch the life out of their neighbor's buzzing glory, and think that such killing is no murder.

Jealousy is a disease, it's like a poison.

Guilty?_ George__ face betrayed his surprise. __hatever for?_ __hat neither of your brothers ever offered for me._ Another thing she probably should not have said. But as it happened, Billie did think that Lady Manston felt this way. And when George__ expression slid from curiosity to something that might have been jealousy_ well, Billie could not help but feel a little pleased. __o I think she__ trying to make it up to me,_ she said gamely. __t__ not as if I was waiting for one of them to ask me, but I think she thinks I was, so now she wants to introduce me __ __nough,_ George practically barked. __ beg your pardon?_ He cleared his throat. __nough,_ he said in a much more evenly tempered voice. __t__ ridiculous._ __hat your mother feels this way?_ __hat she thinks introducing you to a pack of useless fops is a sensible idea._ Billie took a moment to enjoy this statement.

No," Nathan grumbled. "Like, not piss on him, just all around him." Stuart raised an eyebrow. "Nath, you need to chill. We're in a bar, a busy bar. We can't stop people talking to each other." "I know but-""Look, don't worry about it," Stuart insisted. "Try not to turn into a bunny boiler just yet.

Jake's POV: Meanwhile, Ally was here with Marshall Moss, who she was obviously going to hook up with later. They'd barely stopped touching each other all night. Even now, they were out in the middle of the dance floor dancing to some Black Eyed Peas song. No reason to be touching for a fast song, but they were. Holding hands while they bounced around with friends.She looked happy. Which made me want to punch someone. Preferably Marshall Moss.

There are no preconditions for jealousy. You don't have to be right, you don't have to be reasonable. Take Othello. He was neither right nor reasonable, and Desdemona ended up dead. I wouldn't mind Leanne ending up dead. I wouldn't mind exploding her into fireworks of peacock and pearl.

Yet he was jealous, though he did not show it, For jealousy dislikes the world to know it.

But jealousy is a dreadful thing, Jessica. It is the most natural to us of the really wicked passions and it goes deep and envenoms the soul. It must be resisted with every honest cunning and with the deliberate thinking of generous thoughts, however abstract and empty these may seem in comparison with that wicked strength... There is no merit, Jessica, in a faithfulness which is poison to you and captivity to him.