“To be envied is a nobler fate than to be pitied.”

He is gifted with genius who knoweth much by natural inspiration.

For lawless joys a bitter ending waits.

Unsung, the noblest deed will die.

Finding that the middle condition of life is by far the happiest, I look with little favor upon that of princes.

Forge thy tongue on an anvil of truth and what flies up, though it be but a spark, will have light.

There is a mortal breed most full of futility. In contempt of what is at hand, they strain into the future, hunting impossibilities on the wings of ineffectual hopes.

Man’s pleasure is a short time growing And it falls to the ground As quickly.

It is God that accomplishes all term to hopes, God, who overtakes the flying eagle, outpasses the dolphin in the sea; who bends under his strength the man with thoughts too high.

Often silence is the wisest thing for a man to heed.

Time is the turning over of days, works change for better or worse.

Sweet is war to those who know it not.

Humble in a humble state and great in greatness, I will work out the divinity that is busy within my mind.

Law, the king of all mortals and immortals.

Even genius is tied to profit.

The test of any man lies in action.

One race there is of men, one of gods, but from one mother we both draw our breath.

avarice breeds envy, a worm that is always gnawing, letting the avaricious enjoy neither their own nor anyone else’s good.

My husband is not a jealous person in any way.

Feelings like disappointment, embarrassment, irritation, resentment, anger, jealousy, and fear, instead of being bad news, are actually very clear moments that teach us where it is that we’re holding back.

Where envy reigns virtue can’t exist, and generosity doesn’t go with meanness.

Foul jealousy! that turnest love divine to joyless dread, and makest the loving heart with hateful thoughts to languish and to pine.

I do not want no pretty woman. First thing you know, you fall in love with her-then you got to kill somebody about her. She’ll make you so jealous, you’ll bust!

Jealousy is a miserable feeling. It means you aspire to something that you cannot have. Even in love, it is better to leave, better not to waste time.

There’s no jealousy in the grave.