Quotes About Jealousy Novels & Stories

I felt a pang in my heart. '''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''' "Jealousy yeah" "Yeah it's an unwanted gift of love." "Please continue we have very little time left."

Maybe even too much. Heitor let out a bitter laugh. The kind that hurts more than any cry. “That phase is over. It’s unbearable, Alex. She has fits of jealousy almost every day. Last week she made me sleep on the couch because a resident called me a “cute doctor” in the elevator.” I took a long sip. It burned in my throat, but it wasn’t enough to erase the discomfort. “Jealousy is not love,” I murmured. “It’s insecurity disguised as possession.”

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."

Veronica explained, "She’ll wait. If she doesn’t, it's because she was always jealous of you and never had the guts to say it. Any true friend would be happy for you.” When I explained to Veronica and the others that Nyx was just worried, she snorted. “Worry is just the flip side of jealousy. Nobody wants to come out and SAY they are jealous. Instead, it comes out as a ‘bad idea’ or ‘dangerous’ or ‘not what I want for you’ or some other way to pretend that it is about their concern for you and not their inner demons.”

Their admiration only seemed to fuel the jealousy of some women, who shot me threatening looks from across the room. "She doesn't even look that pretty," one of the women said, taking a sip of her champagne from her glass. "I don't understand what all the fuss is about." But their words couldn't dampen my spirits. I knew that their jealousy stemmed from their own insecurities, and I refused to let it affect me. Instead, I focused on the positive comments and the genuine appreciation I received. I resisted the urge to laugh at their reactions, fully aware that it wasn't my fault I had been blessed with good genes.

"Why will I call that psycho when I'm having a beautiful, hot, sexy, bold and fiesty wife standing in front of me in my shirt?" "Day by day, you're becoming naughty husband," She teased. "For you only, my jaan. Why are you so jealous when I solely belong to you?" "I'm jealous because my husband is sinfully hot and handsome. Every girl wants him. I don't want to share you with anyone. In college, every girls looks you like a piece of meat. It's as if they are ready to eat you any time. I want to kill them for eye raping you with their eagle eyes."

"I never thought I'd say this, but your jealousy is hot. It bothers you that I may have been with her." She drew in a slow breath and exhaled. "Jealousy is not hot. It's a cover up for lack of confidence." Which she'd never had before. How unbecoming. And all over a ten second glance from halfway across the room. "I don't know what's wrong with me." For all she knew, Veronica was happily married. Or a lesbian. Or asexual.

ONE WEEK LATER. "Jealousy is just love with nowhere to go and no way to breathe." DANTE I am in a good mood when I arrive. That should have been my first warning. Good moods have never lasted long in my life and by now I should know better than to trust them.

Single. I feel no hot surge of jealousy. I dissect that emotion, as I have all others. Jealousy implies a fear of loss, a recognition that another’s claim might supersede your own. I do not fear. I assess. This man is not a threat to my possession; he is a new variable in my equation. The question is one of application. How best to utilize him?

The thought that he thought I was jealous and unprofessional made my blood boil. I walked to my desk and sat down, trying to get my mind back to work. But Darwis's words kept replaying in my head. "You're just jealous because I've found happiness that you couldn't give me." Does he really not understand that this isn't about jealousy? It's about business and the future of the company.