Quotes
Quotes about Envy
Take her, fair son, and from her blood raise up Issue to me, that the contending kingdoms Of France and England, whose very shores look pale With envy of each other's happiness, May cease their hatred, and this dear conjunction Plant neighborhood and Christian-like accord In their sweet bosoms, that never war advance His bleeding sword 'twixt England and fair France.
Palm Sunday I bind my heart, this tide, to the Galilean's side, To the wounds of Calvary, to the Christ who died for me. I bind my soul this day to the brother far away And the brother near at hand, in this town and in this land. I bind my heart in thrall to God, the Lord of all.-- To God, the poor man's friend, and the Christ whom He did send. I bind myself to peace, to make strife and envy cease. God, knit Thou sure the cord of my thralldom to my Lord!
Communism possesses a language which every people can understand--its elements are hunger, envy, and death.
In a cottage I live, and the cot of content, Where a few little rooms for ambition too low, Are furnish'd as plain as a patriarch's tent, With all for convenience, but nothing for show: Like Robinson Crusoe's, both peaceful and pleasant, By industry stor'd, like the hive of a bee; And the peer who looks down with contempt on a peasant. Can ne'er be look'd up to with envy by me.
Though by whim, envy, or resentment led, They damn those authors whom they never read.
The infernal serpent; he it was whose guile, Stirr'd up with envy and revenge, deceived The mother of mankind.
If I am fool, it is, at least, a doubting one; and I envy no one the certainty of his self-approved wisdom.
There is a time in every man's education when he arrives at the conviction that envy is ignorance; that imitation is suicide.
There is a time in every man's education when he arrives at the conviction that envy is ignorance; that imitation is suicide. -Ralph Waldo Emerson.
Five great enemies to peace inhabit with us: viz., avarice, ambition, envy, anger and pride. If those enemies were to be banished, we should infallibly enjoy perpetual peace.
With that malignant envy which turns pale, And sickens, even if a friend prevail.
Nothing can allay the rage of biting envy. [Lat., Rabiem livoris acerbi Nulla potest placare quies.]
Envy's a sharper spur than pay: No author ever spar'd a brother; Wits are gamecocks to one another.
Fools may our scorn, not envy, raise. For envy is a kind of praise.
But, oh! what mighty magician can assuage A woman's envy?
Envy not greatness: for thou mak'st thereby Thyself the worse, and so the distance greater.
The envious pine at others' success; no greater punishment than envy was devised by Sicilian tyrants. [Lat., Invidus alterius marescit rebus opimis; Invidia Siculi non invenere tyranni Majus tormentus.]
Envy! eldest-born of hell!
Envy, like fire, soars upward. [Lat., Invidiam, tamquam ignem, summa petere.]
I am Envy. I cannot read and therefore wish all books burned.
The envious will die, but envy never. [Fr., Les envieux mourront, mais non jamais l'envie.]
Envy feeds on the living. It ceases when they are dead. [Lat., Pascitur in vivis livor; post fata quiescit.]
Envy assails the noblest: the winds howl around the highest peaks. [Lat., Summa petit livor: perflant altissima venti.]
Envy depreciates the genius of the great Homer. [Lat., Ingenium magni detractat livor Homeri.]
Envy will merit as its shade pursue, But like a shadow, proves the substance true.
