Plain women are always jealous of their husbands. Beautiful women never are. They are always so occupied with being jealous read more

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.

Set me as a seal upon thine heart, as a seal upon thine arm; for love is strong as death; read more

Set me as a seal upon thine heart, as a seal upon thine arm; for love is strong as death; jealousy is cruel as the grave.

O, beware, my lord, of jealousy!
It is the green-eyed monster, which doth mock
The meat it read more

O, beware, my lord, of jealousy!
It is the green-eyed monster, which doth mock
The meat it feeds on. That cuckold lives in bliss
Who, certain of his fate, loves not his wronger;
But O, what damned minutes tells he o'er
Who dotes, yet doubts--suspects, yet strongly loves!

Then grew a wrinkle on fair Venus' brow,
The amber sweet of love is turn'd to gall!
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Then grew a wrinkle on fair Venus' brow,
The amber sweet of love is turn'd to gall!
Gloomy was Heaven; bright Phoebus did avow
He would be coy, and would not love at all;
Swearing no greater mischief could be wrought,
Than love united to a jealous thought.

Never waste jealousy on a real man: it is the imaginary man that
supplants us all in the long read more

Never waste jealousy on a real man: it is the imaginary man that
supplants us all in the long run.

Do not overrate what you have received, nor envy others. He who envies others does not obtain peace of mind.

Do not overrate what you have received, nor envy others. He who envies others does not obtain peace of mind.

Jealousy is said to be the offspring of Love. Yet, unless the
parent makes haste to strangle the child, read more

Jealousy is said to be the offspring of Love. Yet, unless the
parent makes haste to strangle the child, the child will not rest
till it has poisoned the parent.

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.

It is not love that is blind, but jealousy.

It is not love that is blind, but jealousy.