Michael Robotham Quotes

It is not love that is blind, but jealousy.

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

What you can't be with, won't let you be.

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.

A person shows signs of clutching on too fast, of being needy, of not hearing the word "no," of jealousy, of guarding you and your freedom. But the signs can be so small they skitter right past you. Sometimes they dance past, looking satiny, something you should applaud. Someone's jealousy can make you feel good. Special. But it's not even about you. It's about a hand that is already gripping. It's about their need, circling around your throat

Love that is fed by jealousy dies hard.

Do you really expect me to fall apart every time another woman throws herself at you? Because, if that's so, I'll be a nervous wreck before the honeymoon's over. Although, if they do it in front of me..." He went still. "Did you just propose to me?" She bristled. "Do you have a problem with that?" The scoreboard lit up, and he gave the world a high five. "God, I love you.

Now, she could't help but think he was just a big version of a jealous boy friend.

Jealousy clings to love's underside like bats to a bridge.

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

Men who think that a woman's past love affairs lessen her love for them are usually stupid and weak.

I accused a woman of doing something behind my back when I knew that she hadn't, just to see if she loved me.

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

I hate jealous guys! Everyone can be jealous. We all have that in us. Push the demon down or it's going to drive the other person away.

I'm not jealous, and I'm not possessive, and I'm not controlling.

Passion can quickly slip to jealousy, or even hatred.

Younger guys are just too jealous.

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

Love that is not jealous is neither true nor pure.

When the people we love stop paying attention, trust begins to slip away and hurt starts seeping in.

My parents were very volatile but very loving. My father would get jealous if my mother looked at somebody. I used to be insanely jealous. It comes out of insecurity. It can come and go, but you get to the point in life where you don't have this raging jealousy and protectiveness about your world.

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

Sometimes you can be with someone that you love, but you know it's not healthy for you. You stay with them because you can't stand the thought of them being with someone else. It kills you.

I admit that I am very possessive.

On my travels I, at least, did not see Serbia as a land of paranoiacs - much more as the huge room of an orphaned, yes, an orphaned, abandoned child.