Aldous Huxley Quotes

How unbearable at times are people who are happy, people for whom everything works out.

The envious die not once, but as oft as the envied win applause.

My one regret in life is that I am not someone else.

Our envy always lasts longer than the happiness of those we envy.

If we only wanted to be happy, it would be easy; but we want to be happier than other people, and that is almost always difficult, since we think them happier than they are.

But O, how bitter a thing it is to look into happiness through another man's eyes.

You feel like everyone hates you if you've got a good life, now I feel maybe it's allowed because I've had my share of sadness.

That which makes people dissatisfied with their condition, is the chimerical idea they form of the happiness of others.

Envy is the art of counting the other fellow's blessings instead of your own.

It's hard to find someone who is really genuinely happy for you if you are having success and they're not.

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

Nothing feels worse than other people's good times.

Jealousy is in a manner just and reasonable, as it tends to preserve a good which belongs, or which we believe belongs to us, on the other hand envy is a fury which cannot endure the happiness of others.

Comparisons of one's lot with others' teaches us nothing and enfeebles the will.

If you're miserable and someone flies by looking like they have everything in the whole world and it's never going to be you, that's tough to deal with.

Comparison is the thief of joy.

Envy, envy eats them alive. If you had money, they’d envy you that. But since you don’t, they envy you for having such a good, bright, loving daughter. They envy you for just being a happy man. They envy you for not envying them. One of the greatest sorrows of human existence is that some people aren’t happy merely to be alive but find their happiness only in the misery of others.

When a man is pleased with the lot of others, he is dissatisfied with his own, as a matter of course.

The game of discontent has its rules, and he who disregards them cheats. It is not permitted to you to wish to add another's advantages or possessions to your own; you are permitted only to wish to be another.

If you are foolish enough to be contented, don't show it, but grumble with the rest.

Happiness: an agreeable sensation arising from contemplating the misery of another.

I think it bothers people to see people that are happy and successful. So they try to find what's wrong with them.

Few of us can stand prosperity. Another man's, I mean.

Luckier than one's neighbor, but still not happy.

A critic is a eunuch working in a harem. He watches it, but he knows he can't do it. Critics very often are failed writers and, like failed priests, they hate religion.