Fake friends are like shadows: always near you at your brightest moments, but nowhere to be seen at your darkest hour.

As iron is eaten by rust, so are the envious consumed by envy.

One of the greatest regrets in life is being what others would want you to be, rather than being yourself.

Never hate jealous people. They are jealous because they think you are better than them.

Crocodiles are easy. They try to kill and eat you. People are harder. They pretend to be your friend first.

Even if people pretend that they’re OK with it, jealousy can eat people alive.

Fake friends are with you today and against you tomorrow. Whatever they say defines them not you.

They hate you, but they secretly want to be you.

Those who don’t know the value of loyalty, won’t understand the cost of betrayal.

It’s hard to tell who has your back, from who has it long enough just to stab you in it.

The envious die not once, but as oft as the envied win applause.

Hard times and fake friends are like oil and water: they don’t mix.

The only wolves we got to fear are the ones wearing manskin.

They are not jealous of what you have. They are jealous of what they can’t have.

Humans are more venomous than snakes.

Those who clap you on the back with one hand may clench envy’s mask behind theirs with the other.