I do beseech you--
Though I perchance am vicious in my guess
(As I confess it is read more

I do beseech you--
Though I perchance am vicious in my guess
(As I confess it is my nature's plague
To spy into abuses, and oft my jealousy
Shapes faults that are not), that your wisdom yet
From one that so imperfectly conjects
Would take no notice, nor build yourself a trouble
Out of his scattering and unsure observance.

You can be the moon and still be jealous of the stars.

You can be the moon and still be jealous of the stars.

It is not love that is blind, but jealousy.

It is not love that is blind, but jealousy.

Nor jealousy
Was understood, the injur'd lover's hell.

Nor jealousy
Was understood, the injur'd lover's hell.

So full of artless jealousy is guilt
It spills itself in fearing to be spilt.

So full of artless jealousy is guilt
It spills itself in fearing to be spilt.

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

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

Jealousy is nothing more than a fear of abandonment

Jealousy is nothing more than a fear of abandonment

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

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

O jealousy! thou magnifier of trifles.
[Ger., O der alles vergrossernden Eifersucht.]

O jealousy! thou magnifier of trifles.
[Ger., O der alles vergrossernden Eifersucht.]