Jealousy would be far less torturous if we understood that love is a passion entirely unrelated to our merits.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Jealousy is bred in doubts. When those doubts change into certainties, then the passion either ceases or turns absolute madness.
Jealousy contains more of self-love than of love.
Jealousy is just love and hate at the same time.
Jealousy is never satisfied with anything short of an omniscience that would detect the subtlest fold of the heart.
Jealousy is the grave of affection.
Love shouldn't be about jealousy or anything like that. It should be about commitment and being able to trust that person. If you can't have that from the get-go, there's a problem.
Jealousy is the tie that binds, and binds, and binds.
Jealousy lives upon doubts. It becomes madness or ceases entirely as soon as we pass from doubt to certainty.
Jealousy is the fear or apprehension of superiority: envy our uneasiness under it.
Jealously is always born with love but it does not die with it.
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