Ella Mai Quotes

I once threw a water balloon on a girl because I caught her cheating on me. She was kissing my friend and I thought, 'Oh, this can't be happening.' It was bad and I was much older than you think throwing a water balloon. I was 14.

Jealousy is the grave of affection.

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

Jealousy is just love and hate at the same time.

The knives of jealousy are honed on details.

Jealousy is all the fun you think they had.

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.

A woman's best love letters are always written to the man she is betraying.

More men die of jealousy than of cancer.

It's not healthy to be jealous.

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

Every time a friend succeeds, I die a little.

When I was young, I used to be so jealous of other girls that it crippled me.

I'm not just a cuckolded wife.

I feel very grateful that I have never had to be or ever chosen to be or accidentally found myself to be in the space of the other woman.

I hated her now with a hatred more fatal than indifference because it was the other side of love.

If one of two lovers is loyal, and the other jealous and false, how may their friendship last, for Love is slain!

She hates me and you hate me, but you all love Harry. Nobody loves me.

For some reason, we can't just enjoy somebody else's success. Somehow, that's going to affect us. If they have more, then I have less - and I don't know why.

In my love-challenged condition, seeing a difficulty for someone else can leave me feeling a little more smug or superior-by-comparison.

Of all the objects of hatred, a woman once loved is the most hateful.

In my relationship with a young guy I was going with in a band - his name was Sylvester, and I think he had another little girl on the side - I told him, 'If you lose me, you're going to lose a good thing.' And I went home and put that poem to music.

I don't have time for their judgement and their stupidity and you know they lay down with their ugly wives in front of their ugly children and look at their loser lives and then they look at me and they say, 'I can't process it' well, no, you never will stop trying, just sit back and enjoy the show. You know?

Your sweetheart calls you by another's name. His eyes linger too long on your best friend. He talks with excitement about a girl at work. And the fire catches. Jealousy - that sickening combination of possessiveness, suspicion, rage, and humiliation - can overtake your mind and threaten your very core as you contemplate your rival.

Jealousy is no more than feeling alone against smiling enemies.