George Eliot Quotes

Passion can quickly slip to jealousy, or even hatred.

The lovesick, the betrayed, and the jealous all smell alike.

Jealously is always born with love but it does not die with it.

Beyond love, beyond unrequited love, perhaps even beyond any other passion known to humanity, deep, deep in the depths of the turgid, clinging, swamplike pit of despair that lies dormant within every soul, lurks JEALOUSY. Jealousy, that most demeaning and debilitating of emotions. Jealousy, which can double the strength of the love upon which it is based, but whilst doubling it, warp and pervert it, untill it is no longer recognizable as the thing of beauty it once was. Jealous love is no more like true love than Mr Hyde was like Dr Jekyll or a stagnant swamp is like a freshwater lake.

Jealousy... is a mental cancer.

Love is jealous, and ingenious in self-torture in proportion as it is pure and intense.

More men die of jealousy than of cancer.

The jealous are possessed by a mad devil and a dull spirit at the same time.

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

Although jealousy is a strong word, who would like to see the person they love romance someone else, even onscreen?

Envy, propelled by fear, can be even more toxic than anger, because it involves the thought that other people enjoy the good things of life which the envier can't hope to attain through hard work and emulation.

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.

The jealous man's disease is of so malignant a nature, that it converts all it takes into its own nourishment.

For love, thou know'st, is full of jealousy

Mine was the unbearable jealousy a cultured pearl must feel toward a genuine one. Or can there be such a thing in this world as a man who is jealous of the woman who loves him, precisely because of her love?

I had to wrestle daily with both my inadequacy and my uncontrollable jealousy. I didn't want to kill her, but hoped someone else might do the job for me.

The jealous are troublesome to others, but a torment to themselves.

You have to be sincere in your feelings. And fear is one of those, sometimes; doubt is one of those; jealousy, anger - all your emotions are not going to be considered the strong emotions; all of them are not going to be love, happiness, joy.

Like hatred, jealousy is forbidden by the laws of life because it is essentially destructive.

Jealousy is just love and hate at the same time.

Jealousy is the tie that binds, and binds, and binds.

I've always been the breadwinner and men don't like that. They turn on you. They bite the hand that feeds them. Eventually, too, they become very jealous of the love one has with an audience.

Jealousy is never satisfied with anything short of an omniscience that would detect the subtlest fold of the heart.

It is not love that is blind, but jealousy.

The knives of jealousy are honed on details.