emotion referring to the thoughts and feelings of insecurity, fear, and envy over relative lack of possessions, status or something of great personal value From Wikiquote, the free quote compendium
Jealousy is an emotion and typically refers to the negative thoughts and feelings of insecurity, fear, and anxiety over an anticipated loss of something that the person values, such as a relationship, friendship, or love. Jealousy often consists of a combination of emotions such as anger, sadness, and disgust. It is not to be confused with envy.
Place me like a seal over your heart, like a seal on your arm; for love is as strong as death, its jealousy unyielding as the grave. It burns like blazing fire, like a mighty flame.
I didn't think that working hard and wanting something that's out of your control would be that bothersome to people. It was just really disappointing for me.
Of all the passions, jealousy is that which exacts the hardest service and pays the bitterest wages. Its service is to watch the success of our enemies; its wages to be sure of it.
Some give out of faith others out of friendship. Do not envy others for the gifts they receive, or you will have no peace of mind by day or by night. Those who have destroyed the roots of jealousy have peace of mind always.
The jealous man is not able, nor does he have the will, to imagine the opposite of what he fears, indeed he cannot feel joy except in the magnification of his own sorrow, and by suffering through the magnified enjoyment from which he knows he is banned. The pleasures of love are pains that become desirable, where sweetness and torment blend, and so love is voluntary insanity, infernal paradise, and celestial hell -- in short, harmony of opposite yearnings, sorrowful laughter, soft diamond.
How often, for example, a young man desires affection from someone who cannot give it to him, who has it not to give! From such a desire as that comes often a great deal of sadness, jealousy and much other ill-feeling. You will say that such a desire is natural; undoubtedly it is, and affection which is returned is a great source of happiness. Yet if it cannot be returned, a man should have the strength to accept the situation, and not allow sorrow to be caused by the unsatisfied desire.
O, beware, my lord of jealousy; It is the green-eyed monster which doth mock The meat it feeds on; that cuckold lives in bliss, Who, certain of his fate, loves not his wronger; But, O, what damned minutes tells he o'er, Who dotes, yet doubts, suspects, yet strongly loves!
But through the heart Should Jealousy its venom once diffuse, 'Tis then delightful misery no more, But agony unmix'd, incessant gall, Corroding every thought, and blasting all Love's paradise.
James Thomson, The Seasons, Spring (1728), line 1,073.
But yesterday my worries got the best of me Well, yesterday I'm sorry that I didn't see I think you'll go, you know, eventually It's my jealousy
Since jealousy is unfortunately a very common emotion in everyday experience and is felt frequently by a great majority of people, its use in stories and plays has been somewhat overdone. Certain schools of fiction portray jealousy as a proof of truelove. This mistaken theory maintains that a lover can always tell when a woman begins to fall in love with him by observing when she begins to be jealous of other women. There is just enough truth in the theory to keep it alive long after psychology should have disposed of it.
The damning tho't stuck in my throat and cut me like a knife, That she, whom all my life I'd loved, should be another's wife.
H. G. Bell, The Uncle. Written for and recited by Henry Irving.
Then grew a wrinkle on fair Venus' brow, The amber sweet of love is turn'd to gall! Gloomy was Heaven; bright Phœbus did avow He would be coy, and would not love at all; Swearing no greater mischief could be wrought, Than love united to a jealous thought.
Jealousy is said to be the offspring of Love. Yet, unless the parent makes haste to strangle the child, the child will not rest till it has poisoned the parent.
J. C. and A. W. Hare, Guesses at Truth.
Les hommes sont la cause que les femmes ne s'aiment point.
Men are the cause of women not loving one another.
No true love there can be without Its dread penalty—jealousy.
Owen Meredith (Lord Lytton), Lucile (1860), Part II, Canto I, Stanza 24, line 8.
Can't I another's face commend, Or to her virtues be a friend, But instantly your forehead louers, As if her merit lessen'd yours?
Edward Moore, The Farmer, the Spaniel, and the Cat, Fable 9, line 5.
O jealousy, Thou ugliest fiend of hell! thy deadly venom Preys on my vitals, turns the healthful hue Of my fresh cheek to haggard sallowness, And drinks my spirit up!