Jealousy is the fear or apprehension of superiority: envy our uneasiness under it.

I have never been jealous. Not even when my dad finished fifth grade a year before I did.

Jealousy is cruel as the grave: the coals thereof are coals of fire.

Jealousy is the tie that binds, and binds, and binds.

Magnanimous people have no vanity, they have no jealousy, and they feed on the true and the solid wherever they find it. And, what is more, they find it everywhere.