Novel & Cerita Jealousy Is Cruel As The Grave Meaning

“So is there any way you can defeat Greedius?” “Greed is a very scary thing. Because of greed, people are born jealous and selfish. They are willing to kill their own kind to be immortal, to become the strongest. That has always been the law of life. However, there are exceptions to everything in this world. If people overcome greed, greed will not exist. If in the middle of greed put a fruit, the power of greed will become meaningless. In love, there is no more or less, only enough.” Aubrey bragged.

' Lee thought while washing the dishes. 'Lee is so caring, I wish I gave him my heart instead. I just wish I fell deeply in love with him. Then all this pain am feeling right now won't even exist in the first place, he has always been looking out for me, we've been inseparable for a long time now. There was a point I thought I was falling for him, but turns out it was just gratitude I felt towards him. He would have been a perfect match for me, but I guess we don't choose those we fall in love with, our hearts does. I will always be grateful towards him. I hope and pray he finds someone worthy of his heart someday cause I don't deserve it, I don't deserve anyone's love.' Evelyn thought while

I sat down on the right hand of my mate and Love took the chair in front of me. Garret whistled " Ready to break some necks today?" "No, she isn't uncle Gar, she looks so pretty!" Love beamed, looking at me " Thank you, babe," "I didn't mean literally, I meant ... Forget it, Kid," Garret gave up. "What does literally mean?" He exhales as he starts to explain the word to her.

"Even in death, you're still trying to steal my man? Clearly, skinning you and blowing you up wasn't cruel enough." "Go to hell with your little bastard!" I shut my eyes and calmed myself. Quietly, I preserved every text and waited—for the storm that was sure to come.

“No, I have... other things to do.” She left quickly, before I could ask what she meant. Serena watched her go, then looked at me. “Jealousy is a quiet thing. It wears many faces.” I blinked at her, surprised. “You saw that too?” “I see many things,” she said. “But don’t fear it. Jealousy isn’t always hate. Sometimes it’s just pain that hasn’t found its words yet.” I looked at the door Ivy had gone through, feeling a twist in my chest.

Grace I had never understood jealousy. I never understood why people got jealous when someone stood too close to their crush or partner. Why feel threatened by something that probably meant nothing? Just because someone flirted with the person you liked didn’t automatically mean that feeling was returned. It always felt pointless to me, a complete waste of energy spent on insecurity instead of trust.

I couldn’t stop them. “Last night you made me walk for hours. Alone. In the dark. Until my feet bled. And when I finally got here—barely standing—you burned me. All because of your stupid goddamn anger. Your jealousy. You’re the insane one here. You’re cruel. You’re the monster.” “What jealousy?” he snapped. “Why the fuck would I be jealous over you? You’re nothing. A filthy little thing I own.”

He didn’t know why he felt that way. Tyler took a deep breath. He picked up his phone and opened the browser. He searched about human feelings. Tyler laughed a little when he read the result of his search. Jealousy is a feeling or state of resentment, bitterness, or hostility toward someone because they have something that you don’t. “I don’t feel jealousy because Kyra is still mine.” Tyler smiled.

REBECCA "Well, I would describe jealousy as a wave. It crashes into your heart with a mix of emotions. Anger and sadness. Most of the time, it's not a pleasant feeling, but it hurts. Right here," she said, placing her hand over her heart. "It hurts. Your chest tightens, and it feels like you can't breathe. Sometimes you might feel like crying or becoming so furious that you want to resort to violence, like punching someone in the face. I can't exactly put it into words, but it's quite overwhelming."

"I think you're jealous." My jaw drops, "J-jealous? You think I'm jealous? God, you are so full of yourself! I'm just doing my job, which is to be informed of everything you tell the press. The fact that you get 'jealousy' out of that is—" "You're right, you're right. You aren't jealous. You're envious. Because jealousy is when you're afraid of losing something that's already yours. Envy is when you want something that you can't, don't, and will most likely never have," Sebastian looks down at everyone and continues with: "Envy seems like a more suitable word then, right?"