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“A lion does not flinch at laughter coming from a hyena.”
― Suzy Kassem, Rise Up and Salute the Sun: The Writings of Suzy Kassem

“Every flower blooms at its own pace.”
― Suzy Kassem, Rise Up and Salute the Sun: The Writings of Suzy Kassem

“It is very normal for one ugly weed to not want to stand alone.”
― Suzy Kassem, Rise Up and Salute the Sun: The Writings of Suzy Kassem

“If only you could see the greatness in yourself, you wouldn't envy the greatness in others.”
― Suzy Kassem, Rise Up and Salute the Sun: The Writings of Suzy Kassem

“You are so beautiful,â€� he whispered. He stepped closer, but before she could touch him he took her hand and brought it to his lips.
“When I saw you tonight I think my heart stopped beating.�
“And is it now?� she whispered.
He took her hand and laid it over his heart. She could feel it pounding beneath his skin, almost hear it reverberating through her own body. He was so strong, and so solid, and so wonderfully male.
“Do you know what I wanted to do?� he murmured.
She shook her head, too entranced by the low heat of his voice to make a noise of her own.
“I wanted to turn you around and push you right back through the door before anyone else saw you. I didn’t want to share you.â€� He traced her lips with his finger. “I still don’t.”
― Julia Quinn, Because of Miss Bridgerton

“I would rather be destroyed by you than loved by anyone else.”
― C.J. Carlyon, The Cherry House

“Because when you love someone very much, it's difficult to learn to share her with someone else.”
― Fredrik Backman, My Grandmother Asked Me to Tell You She's Sorry

“A gorilla does not budge from a banana thrown at it by a monkey.”
― Suzy Kassem, Rise Up and Salute the Sun: The Writings of Suzy Kassem

“There is, however, a far more common ailment among us—and that is pride from the bottom looking up. It is manifest in so many ways, such as faultfinding, gossiping, backbiting, and murmuring, living beyond our means, envying, coveting, withholding gratitude and praise that might lift another, and being unforgiving and jealous.”
― Ezra Taft Benson

“I’m jealous of the cherries that have been in your mouth,â€� he said, “that they get to make your lips so red.â€� He kissed her softly, teasing her tongue with his, a lustful wet caress, and Austen was suspended in air. “I’m jealous of every single day before today that I didn’t get to spend with you.”
― C.J. Carlyon, The Cherry House

“None of them are real to me.â€� He paused again, placing a hand flat against the door. “You are the only real thing in my life.â€�
Radu gasped with the sheer physical pain the words sent through him. But the sound of his agony was covered by that of the door opening. Mehmed reached in and pulled Lada out to him, and then his mouth was on hers and his hands were in her hair and he was holding her so tightly, so tightly, and they stumbled back into Lada’s room and closed the door.
Radu tripped forward, feet dragging, until he stood outside the room. He wanted to be inside it. He wanted to be the only real thing to Mehmed, just as Mehmed was the only real thing to him.
He wanted�
No, please, no.
Yes.
He wanted Mehmed to look at him the way he had looked at Lada.
He wanted Mehmed to kiss him the way he had kissed Lada.
He wanted to be Lada.
No, he did not. He wanted to be himself, and he wanted Mehmed to love him for being himself. His question, the question of Mehmed, was finally answered, piercing him and leaving him shaking, silent, on the floor.
He did not want this answer.”
― Kiersten White, And I Darken

“I would believe again if I could. In goodness. In magnificence. In simple benevolence. Yet even in these far and icy valleys, mankind is no different, just more poorly armed. Strip away psychrometer and sextant, carbines and glass plates, skin shifts and quills and painted faces, and we are the same. Quivering maws. Gluttonous. Covetous. Fearful. We say we worship. A word. A man-god. A fiery mountain. But we worship only ourselves. And we are jealous gods.”
― Eowyn Ivey, To The Bright Edge of the World

“He who makes $25,000 annually through passive income is more enviable than he who earns $100,000 annually through a salary.”
― Mokokoma Mokhonoana

“I want to apologize to you,â€� she says calmly.
“Oh yeah? For what?� I don’t have time for this. We don’t have time for this. I push away thoughts of what will happen to Hana even if I manage to escape. She’ll be here, in the house . . .
My stomach is clenching and unclenching. I’m worried the bread will come straight back up. I have to stay focused. What happens to Hana isn’t my concern, and it isn’t my fault, either.
“For telling the regulators about 37 Brooks,� she says. “For telling them about you and Alex.�
Just like that, my brain powers down. “What?"
“I told them.� She lets out a tiny exhalation, as though saying the words has given her relief. “I’m sorry. I was jealous.�
I can’t speak. I’m swimming through a fog. “Jealous?� I manage to spit out.
“I—I wanted what you had with Alex. I was confused. I didn’t understand what I was doing.� She shakes her head again.
I have a swinging, seasick feeling. It doesn’t make any sense. Hana—golden girl Hana, my best friend, fearless and reckless. I trusted her. I loved her. “You were my best friend.�
“I know.� Again she looks troubled, as though trying to recall the meaning of the words.
“You had everything.â€� I can’t stop my voice from rising. The anger is vibrating, ripping through me like a live current. “Perfect life. Perfect grades. Everything.â€� I gesture to the spotless kitchen, to the sunshine pouring over the marble counters like drizzled butter. “I had nothing. He was my one thing. My only—â€� The sickness surges up and I take a step forward, clenching my fists, blind with rage. “Why couldn’t you let me have it? Why did you have to take it? Why did you always take everything?”
― Lauren Oliver, Requiem

“Because he has finally realized that it is it and not him that is loved by the woman he loves, many a man is jealous of his own car, house, wardrobe, or salary.”
― Mokokoma Mokhonoana

“More people would be depressed, if parents tried to please their children as frequently and as badly as children try to please their parents.”
― Mokokoma Mokhonoana

“Most people do not want much. All they want is to be envied by most people.”
― Mokokoma Mokhonoana

“You're jealous!" I am so surprised I scarce remember to keep my voice low. He flinches at the word, then looks sorely affronted. "Jealous? Of that old man? Nay, it is just that if anyone is to hunt you, it should be me.”
― Robin LaFevers

“Leaders don't cheat; they don't envy. Leaders don't hate; they don't curse. Leadership is a positive service to mankind.”
― Israelmore Ayivor, Leaders' Ladder

“Men are not naturally faithful creatures. They have an ego that is in constant need of stroking and usually anything in a skirt fits that need. I never feel the need to make a man jealous in retribution for his infidelity. I simply pick up the wine and find a new taster...”
― Virginia Alison

“Robin did not know why the announcement that Strike was off to meet Elin should lower her spirits.”
― Robert Galbraith, Career of Evil

“As soon as you successful, people will get jealous and become your enemy”
― Sunday Adelaja

“It required a great deal of Cam’s willpower—and he had a considerable supply—not to skewer Christopher Frost with a dining utensil. He wanted her attention. All of it.”
― Lisa Kleypas, Mine Till Midnight

“The source and content of information remain the same...the response creates divergent emotions,while negative response creates jealousy positive creates motivation.”
― ketan r shah

“Hello, Rylan,"Ivy greets me. Even with her transformation, her voice still has that magical quality about it. Her white arms wrap me in a hug, which I return. Throughout the room, I can hear disappointed sighs; the crazy-hot babe is taken.”
― Colleen Boyd, Swamp Angel

“I have to tell you something." Jonah spreads his jacket over the three of them. Hallelujah tucks the sleeve under her body. It’s like they’re being held together. Embraced.
“I—� He takes a deep breath. “I really liked you. The whole time you liked Luke, I . . . I liked you. I was even going to ask you to ride on the ski lift with me in the fall, but Luke told me you’d already asked him.�
Hallelujah is genuinely surprised. “He asked me.�
“I know that now. I didn’t know it then. And you didn’t exactly look like you minded riding with him. Kissing him. And then when we walked in on you two—uh—making out—�
“We were not making out,� Hallelujah cuts in. “I mean, not any more . . .�
“Right. But like I said, I didn’t know that. You were practically on top of him, and you looked like—and Luke said it was all your idea, and you didn’t say anything, not then and not after—â€� He breaks off. Picks up again. “I didn’t like thinking about you doing something like that. I was mad. I wanted it to be me. That’s why I didn’t stand up for you. I liked you,â€� Jonah repeats”
― Kathryn Holmes

“He’s becoming useless. Worse than useless,â€� Sam said. Then, relenting, he said, “We’ll get past it.â€�
“You mean you and Quinn?�
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Astrid considered just keeping her mouth shut, not pushing it. But this was a talk she needed to have with Sam sooner or later. “I don’t think he’s going to get over it.�
“You don’t know him that well.�
“He’s jealous of you.�
“Well, of course I am so terribly handsome,� Sam said, straining to make a joke of it.
“He’s one kind of person, you’re another. When life is going along normally, you’re sort of the same. But when life turns strange and scary, when there’s a crisis, suddenly you’re completely different people. It’s not Quinn’s fault, really, but he’s not brave. He’s not strong. You are.”
― Michael Grant

“ot everyone liked Albert. Not everyone was happy that he had become the most important person around. Lots of people were jealous that Albert had a girl to clean his house and the porcelain basin where he did his business at night when he didn’t want to go outside to the only actual outhouse in Per-dido Beach. And that he could afford to send his clothes to be washed in the fresh water of the ironically named Lake Evian.
And there were definitely people who didn’t like working for Albert, having to do what he said or go hungry.
Albert traveled with a bodyguard now. The bodyguard’s name was Jamal. Jamal carried an automatic rifle over his shoulder. He had a massive hunting knife in his belt. And a club that was an oak chair leg with spikes driven through it to make a sort of mace.
Unlike everyone else Albert carried no weapon himself. Jamal was weapon enough.”
― Michael Grant, Plague

“All desire to laugh fled. How exactly did Strike think that it would cheer Robin up, to know that his girlfriend was thinking of buying a ludicrously expensive flat? Or was he about to announce (Robin's fragile mood began to collapse in on itself) that he and Elin were moving in together? Like a film flickering rapidly before her eyes she saw the upstairs flat empty, Strike living in luxury, herself in a tiny box room on the edge of London, whispering into her mobile so that her vegan landlady did not hear her.”
― Robert Galbraith, Career of Evil

“Every victory and success that God will give you will make others jealous; it will cause hatred and opposition as well”
― Sunday Adelaja