I once had a complete life - in love, in envy, in pains. Now, I was living a death. A peaceful, gorgeous, liberating death.

They envy the distinction I have won; let them, therefore, envy my toils, my honesty, and the methods by which I gained it.

That's what is was to be young — to be enthusiastic rather than envious about the good work other people could do.

What is a genius? A person who demands little to nothing from others, but is often found extremely difficult to have around.

Harboring envy is saying to God that how He fashioned you in not good enough. Let it go. Embrace who you were created to be.

Envy cannot and will never be a factor. We speak against the things that God is against. Speak for the things that God is for.

There is no good envy, except the one that motivates us to reach higher goals and be better than the person we were yesterday.

You endure what is supposedly unbearable, and before you know it, you would have done the impossible by bearing the unbearable.

The wise will admire you. The wishful will envy you. The weak will hate you. This is the reality for those who dare to be epic.

You endure what is supposedly unbearable, and before you know it, you would have done the impossible by bearing the unbearable.

It does wonders for my own psyche to turn envy into inspiration. No matter how successful we become, we're never above that.

Envy, bitter envy, was permeating his soul drop by drop, like a poison that tainted all his pleasures and made his life hateful.

Envy, after all, comes from wanting something that isn't yours. But grief comes from losing something you've already had.

Mortals are easily tempted to pinch the life out of their neighbor's buzzing glory, and think that such killing is no murder.

I admire Shakespeare enormously. But since I can’t be him, I’m glad that his marriage was unhappy and he’s dead.