Jealousy is bred in doubts. When those doubts change into certainties, then the passion either ceases or turns absolute madness.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Jealousy lives upon doubts. It becomes madness or ceases entirely as soon as we pass from doubt to certainty.
Jealousy would be far less torturous if we understood that love is a passion entirely unrelated to our merits.
Jealousy is just love and hate at the same time.
A competent and self-confident person is incapable of jealousy in anything. Jealousy is invariably a symptom of neurotic insecurity.
Passion can quickly slip to jealousy, or even hatred.
Jealousy is the fear of comparison.
Jealousy is the fear or apprehension of superiority: envy our uneasiness under it.
Jealousy is the jaundice of the soul.
Jealousy is the grave of affection.
Jealousy is the tie that binds, and binds, and binds.
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