Amy Waldman Quotes

Jealousy is always born with love, but does not die with it. In jealousy there is more of self-love than of love to another.

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?

Jealousy... is a mental cancer.

Love that is fed by jealousy dies hard.

I was jealous; therefore I loved.

Jealousy's a proof of love, But 'tis a weak and unavailing medicine; It puts out the disease and makes it show, But has no power to cure.

Jealousy is, I think, the worst of all faults because it makes a victim of both parties.

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

Jealousy is love in competition.

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

They don't like the thought of someone else making demands on the person whom they see as belonging entirely to them.

Jealousy is an emotion. It doesn't have to make sense. In fact, it usually doesn't.

I keep letting you back in. How can I explain myself? As painful as this thing has been, I just can't be with no one else.

O, beware, my lord, of jealousy; It is the green-ey'd monster, which doth mock The meat it feeds on.

I’ve never been jealous before I met you, it burns, luv. Like silver through my veins. Some nights, watching you with other men on your jobs, I think it will drive me mad. (Bones)

The worst thing about jealousy is how low it makes you reach.

You have to be possessive about who you love

Jealous?" "Maybe." "No reason. I like my ladies with a pulse.

Love may exist without jealousy, although this is rare: but jealousy may exist without love, and this is common; for jealousy can feed on that which is bitter no less than on that which is sweet, and is sustained by pride as often as by affection.

To put to rest any doubts you might have… I’m jealous of every man who comes within ten feet of you. I’m jealous of the clothes on your skin and the air you breathe. I’m jealous of every moment you spend out of my sight

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.

The Green-eyed Monster causes much woe, but the absence of this ugly serpent argues the presence of a corpse whose name is Eros.

Possessiveness isn’t love. I’m not even sure it qualifies as an emotion.

Am I jealous? he thought, astonished. Jealous of the chance object to which she has attached herself? Jealous of something that does not concern me? One can be jealous of a love that has turned away, but not of that to which it has turned.