Emma Goldman Quotes

Like hatred, jealousy is forbidden by the laws of life because it is essentially destructive.

No one would deny that feeling envy is unpleasant, or that feeling envious sometimes leads us down a path we wish we hadn't taken. Envy is frequently corrosive and destructive.

Jealousy is indeed a poor medium to secure love, but it is a secure medium to destroy one's self-respect. For jealous people, like dope-fiends, stoop to the lowest level and in the end inspire only disgust and loathing.

Envy and fear are the only passions to which no pleasure is attached.

Our envy of others devours us most of all.

Jealousy... is a mental cancer.

Passion can quickly slip to jealousy, or even hatred.

Jealousy is, I think, the worst of all faults because it makes a victim of both parties.

Jealousy, that dragon which slays love under the pretence of keeping it alive.

Jealously is always born with love but it does not die with it.

When malice is joined to envy, there is given forth poisonous and feculent matter, as ink from the cuttle-fish.

Jealousy does not wait for reasons.

The jealous man's disease is of so malignant a nature, that it converts all it takes into its own nourishment.

The worst thing about jealousy is how low it makes you reach.

Jealousy means ego, jealousy means unconsciousness. Jealousy means that you have not known even a moment of joy and bliss; you are living in misery. Jealousy is a by-product of misery, ego, unconsciousness.

Jealousy is an inner consciousness of one's own inferiority. It is a mental cancer.

There is something to be said for jealousy, because it only designs the preservation of some good which we either have or think wehave a right to. But envy is a raging madness that cannot bear the wealth or fortune of others.

Jealousy is a terrible thing. I know all the psychological triggers. The fear of losing control, the fear of loss, the fear of abandonment, neglect and loneliness... But the most destructive thing about jealousy is that it kills what it values - the love you want to save won't survive the constraints of jealousy. There is no entitlement. Love is either equal or a tragedy.

Jealousy clings to love's underside like bats to a bridge.

Jealousy ought to be tragic, to save it from being ridiculous.

Envy grieves. Jealousy rages.

Love, when you get fear in it, it's not love any more. It's hate.

Envy is a gun with a faulty breech-lock which flares back and burns the gunner.

Hate won't only destroy us. It will destroy these people that's hating as well.

It's a sad, sad world when a girl will break a boy, just because she can.