Greatness inspires envy, envy engenders spite, spite spawns lies.
Pity is for the living, envy is for the dead.
He who surpasses or subdues mankind, must look down on the hate of those below.
What a day it is when we must envy the men in their graves!
The famous are balloons far up in the sky, to be envied for their quiet freedom or shot down as enemies.
That virtue here is persecuted ever; that envious men may die, but envy never.[La vertu, dans le monde, est toujours poursuivie; Les envieux mourront, mais non jamais l’envie. ]
Success makes so many people hate you. I wish it wasn’t that way. It would be wonderful to enjoy success without seeing envy in the eyes of those around you.
She wished all the faculties she did not share to be looked on as diseases.[Elle voulait que les facultés qu’elle n’avait pas fussent considérées seulement comme une maladie.]
Our envy always outlasts the happiness of those who inspire it.[Notre envie dure toujours plus longtemps que le bonheur de ceux que nous envions.]
Man will do many things to get himself loved, he will do all things to get himself envied.
In the misfortunes of our dearest friends we always find something not entirely displeasing.[Dans l’adversité de nos meilleurs amis, nous trouvons toujours quelque chose qui ne nous déplaît pas.]
Hatred is active displeasure, envy passive. We need not wonder that envy turns so soon to hatred.
