Envy, my son, wears herself away, and droops like a lamb under the influence of the evil eye.
Envy like fire always makes for the highest points.
They envy the distinction I have won; let them therefore, envy my toils, my honesty, and the methods by which I gained it.
Envy is an insult to oneself.
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.
It is good to vary in order that you may frustrate the curious, especially those who envy you.
It is impossible not to envy the man who can dismiss reason, although we know how it must turn out at last.
Envy blinds men and makes it impossible for them to think clearly.
Jealousy is the fear or apprehension of superiority: envy our uneasiness under it.
Touch was important. The evening of the Third of July we would go around the neighborhood and look at the fireworks others had bought, taking them out of the brown paper sack and handling them cautiously as if they were precious stones. There was envy when we saw sacks with more in them than we had.