There's no regret. You can't regret. I mean I've felt regret but I've also refused to allow regret to sow a seed and live in me because I don't believe it. You feel it it's like guilt it's like jealousy it's like all those horrible things. You've just got to snip them and get them out because they're no good.

Jealousy is both reasonable and belongs to reasonable men while envy is base and belongs to the base for the one makes himself get good things by jealousy while the other does not allow his neighbour to have them through envy.

Back then I didn't think a woman like that or a relationship like that could exist with complete freedom and no jealousy or possessiveness. I thought it sounded too good to be true and I was certainly convinced it wasn't the life for me!

Jealousy is the fear or apprehension of superiority: envy our uneasiness under it.

Jealousy is the fear of comparison.

Critics? Don't talk to me of critics! You think some jackanapes journalist his soul eaten away by the maggots of jealousy and failure has anything worthwhile to say of art? I don't.

In my experience lust only ever leads to misery. All that suspicion and jealousy and anguish it unleashes. I don't want those things in my life.

Jealousy is bred in doubts. When those doubts change into certainties then the passion either ceases or turns absolute madness.

To talk about balance it's easier to talk about what's out of balance. And I think anytime that you have any disease and disease meaning lack of ease lack of flow... dis-ease. So any time there's disease you're out of balance whether it's jealousy anger greed anxiety fear.

I don't think that you can fake warmth. You can fake lust jealousy anger those are all quite easy. But actual genuine warmth? I don't think you can fake it.

What I needed most was to love and to be loved eager to be caught. Happily I wrapped those painful bonds around me and sure enough I would be lashed with the red-hot pokers or jealousy by suspicions and fear by burst of anger and quarrels.

Anger and jealousy can no more bear to lose sight of their objects than love.

It's amazing the clarity that comes with psychotic jealousy.

Jealousy is no more than feeling alone against smiling enemies.

I feel like a lot of the female relationships I see on TV or in movies are in some way free of the kind of jealousy and anxiety and posturing that has been such a huge part of my female friendships which I hope lessens a little bit with age.