Jealousy is an ugly emotion, but it tells the truth. You mostly envy those who have what you desire.

Insecure people only eclipse your sun because they’re jealous of your daylight and tired of their dark, starless nights.

Jealous persons are always in search of imaginary slights, which they magnify into crimes.

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

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

To do a dull thing with style – now that’s what I call art.

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

The poem has some value, believe me. It keeps you from going totally mad.

Hating on my success won’t make you a winner.

The cat is the beautiful devil.

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

People don’t need love. What they need is success in one form or another. It can be love but it needn’t be.

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

Justice is everywhere and it’s working.

Dogs and angels are not very far apart.

Love it or leave it.