Spitefulness Quotes

Envy is an ill-natured vice, and is made up of meanness and malice. It wishes the force of goodness to be strained, and the measure of happiness abated. It laments over prosperity, and sickens at the sight of health. It oftentimes wants spirit as well as good nature.

Wretched are those who are vindictive and spiteful.

My talent was the uncompromising ability to feel spite.

People is, I think, it's their nature - some people's nature, in a way, to be angry or jealous or just spiteful about somebody else's blessings.

There is nothing that so much gratifies an ill tongue as when it finds an angry heart.

There is not a more mean, stupid, dastardly, pitiful, selfish, spiteful, envious, ungrateful animal than the Public. It is the greatest of cowards, for it is afraid of itself.

There's people that have all these other qualities, but if you've got a spiteful streak, that will take you to realms people have no concept of.

Being mean just for being mean's sake isn't funny.

There is something in meanness which excites a species of resentment that never subsides, and something in cruelty which stirs up the heart to the highest agony of human hatred.

It is the nature of the unfortunate to be spiteful, and to envy those who are well to do.

To harbor spiteful feelings against ordinary people for not being heroes is possible only for narrow-minded or embittered man.

I suppose I could let bygones be bygones, forgive and forget, yadda yadda. But where's the fun in that? These pretty little bitches got everything I ever wanted, and now I'm going to make sure they get exactly what they deserve. Does that make me sound awful? Sorry, but as every pretty little liar knows, sometimes the truth's ugly-and it always hurts. I'll be watching.... Mwah! -A

I judge a man by his actions with men, much more than by his declarations Godwards - When I find him to be envious, carping, spiteful, hating the successes of others, and complaining that the world has never done enough for him, I am apt to doubt whether his humility before God will atone for his want of manliness.

There is no vice of which a man can be guilty, no meanness, no shabbiness, no unkindness, which excites so much indignation among his contemporaries, friends and neighbours, as his success. This is the one unpardonable crime, which reason cannot defend, nor humility mitigate.

Malice is always authentic and sincere.

The truth is that cupidity, selfishness, envy, malice, lust, vindictiveness, are constant vices of human nature.

Malice is only another name for mediocrity.

Some men do as much begrudge others a good name, as they want one themselves: and perhaps that is the reason of it.

When female minds are embittered by age or solitude, their malignity is generally exerted in a rigorous and spiteful superintendence of domestic trifles.

Spite is a little word, but it represents as strange a jumble of feelings and compound of discords, as any polysyllable in the language.