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The truest mark of being born with great qualities, is being born without envy.
The truest mark of being born with great qualities, is being born without envy.
As iron is eaten away by rust, so the envious are consumed by their own passion.
As iron is eaten away by rust, so the envious are consumed by their own passion.
Envy consists in seeing things never in themselves, but only in their relations. If you desire glory, you may envy read more
Envy consists in seeing things never in themselves, but only in their relations. If you desire glory, you may envy Napoleon, but Napoleon envied Caesar, Caesar envied Alexander, and Alexander, I daresay, envied Hercules, who never existed.
Not on thy sole, but on thy soul, harsh Jew,
Thou mak'st thy knife keen; but no metal can--
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Not on thy sole, but on thy soul, harsh Jew,
Thou mak'st thy knife keen; but no metal can--
No, not the hangman's axe--bear half the keenness
Of thy sharp envy.
Envy will merit as its shade pursue,
But like a shadow, proves the substance true.
Envy will merit as its shade pursue,
But like a shadow, proves the substance true.
If I smile at the strong perfumes of the silly Rufillus must I be
regarded as envious and ill-natured?
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If I smile at the strong perfumes of the silly Rufillus must I be
regarded as envious and ill-natured?
[Lat., Ego si risi quod ineptus
Pastillos Rufillus olet, Gargonius hircum, lividus et mordax
videar?]
My mind gave me,
In seeking tales and informations
Against this man, whose honesty the devil
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My mind gave me,
In seeking tales and informations
Against this man, whose honesty the devil
And his disciples only envy at,
Ye blew the fire that burns ye: now have at ye!
Envy is a symptom of lack of appreciation of our own uniqueness and self worth. Each of us has something read more
Envy is a symptom of lack of appreciation of our own uniqueness and self worth. Each of us has something to give that no one else has.
No man likes to be surpassed by those of this own level.
[Lat., A proximis quisque minime anteire vult.]
No man likes to be surpassed by those of this own level.
[Lat., A proximis quisque minime anteire vult.]
