Who surpasses or subdues mankind, must look down on the hate of those below.

My wife's jealousy is getting ridiculous. The other day she looked at my calendar and wanted to know who May was.

Jealousy is the jaundice of the soul.

Jealousy, that dragon which slays love under the pretence of keeping it alive.

I've never been jealous. Not even when my dad finished the fifth grade a year before I did.

In jealousy there is more of self-love than love.

The jealous are possessed by a mad devil and a dull spirit at the same time.

Plain women are always jealous of their husbands. Beautiful women never are. They are always so occupied with being jealous of other women's husbands.