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.
This only grant me, that my means may lie too low for envy, for contempt too high.
A person is born with feelings of envy and hate. If he gives way to them, they will lead him to violence and crime, and any sense of loyalty and good faith will be abandoned.
I defer to all these other American poets who, for some reason, I both envy and admire.
The spirit of envy can destroy; it can never build.
Socially, the Cuban revolution created an education system and health service that remain the envy of much of the neo-liberal world.
I envy my Jewish friends the ritual of saying kaddish – a ritual that seems perfectly conceived, with its built-in support group and its ceremonious designation of time each day devoted to remembering the lost person.
It is in the character of very few men to honor without envy a friend who has prospered.