Gladys Taber Quotes

Envy grieves. Jealousy rages.

Five enemies of peace inhabit with us - avarice, ambition, envy, anger, and pride; if these were to be banished, we should infallibly enjoy perpetual peace.

Of the seven deadly sins, only envy is no fun at all.

Never underestimate the power of jealousy and the power of envy to destroy. Never underestimate that.

No one would deny that feeling envy is unpleasant, or that feeling envious sometimes leads us down a path we wish we hadn't taken. Envy is frequently corrosive and destructive.

Jealousy is a hell of a thing. There's a reason it's one of the deadly sins.

The envious will die, but envy never.

All jealousy must be strangled in its birth.

Anger he smiles, towering in shiny metallic purple armor. Queen Jealousy, envy waits behind him, her fiery green gown sneers at the grassy ground.

Great power which incites great envy, hurls some men to destruction; they are drowned in a long splendid stream of honors.

It will be a great pity if any feeling of jealousy or egotism gain ground amongst you.

Jealousy springs more from love of self than from love of another.

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.

Pride is seldom delicate, it will please itself with very mean advantages; and envy feels not its own happiness, but when it may be compared with the misery of others

I understood why she did it. At that moment I knew why people tagged graffiti on the walls of neat little houses and scratched the paint on new cars and beat up well-tended children. It was only natural to want to destroy something you could never have.

Hatred is active displeasure, envy passive. We need not wonder that envy turns to soon to hatred.

As a moth gnaws a garment, so doth envy consume a man.

Jealousy ought to be tragic, to save it from being ridiculous.

Envy, if surrounded on all sides by the brightness of another's prosperity, like the scorpion confined within a circle of fire, will sting itself to death.

Envy is more incapable of reconciliation than hatred is.

No tears to damn you when jealousy burns.

He loved the extensive vaults where you could hear the night birds and the sea breeze; he loved the craggy ruins bound together by ivy, those dark halls, and any appearance of death and destruction. Having fallen so far from so high a position, he loved anything that had also fallen from a great height

I don't believe that there is a human creature in his senses, arrived to maturity, that at some time or other has not been carried away by this passion (sc. envy) in good earnest; yet I never met with any one who dared own he was guilty of it but in jest.

Never hate jealous people. They are jealous because they think you are better than them.