The knives of jealousy are honed on details. — Ruth Rendell
The knives of jealousy are honed on details. — Ruth Rendell
The knives of jealousy are honed on details. — Ruth Rendell
The knives of jealousy are honed on details. — Ruth Rendell
The knives of jealousy are honed on details. — Ruth Rendell
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The knives of jealousy are honed on details.

— Ruth Rendell
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More “Jealousy” Quotes

I roll my eyes. "So when did I become so special? When they carted me off to the Capitol?""No, about six months before t — Suzanne Collins, Mockingjay
Isn't it kind of silly to think that tearing someone else down builds you up? — Sean Covey, The 7 Habits of Highly Effective Teens: The Ultimate Teenage Success Guide
Well, I'm so sorry that I can't be the right kind of monster for you, Bella. — Stephenie Meyer, New Moon
You can only be jealous of someone who has something you think you ought to have yourself. — Margaret Atwood, The Handmaid's Tale
A lot of people get so hung up on what they can't have that they don't think for a second about whether they really want — Lionel Shriver, Checker and the Derailleurs
O, beware, my lord, of jealousy;It is the green-ey'd monster, which doth mockThe meat it feeds on. — William Shakespeare, Othello
Kai neared his desk again, seeing that the fugitive's profile had been transferred to the screen. His frown deepened. Pe — Marissa Meyer, Scarlet
Our envy always lasts longer than the happiness of those we envy. — François de La Rochefoucauld
I had a good teacher.""Better not have been Myrnin or I'll have to kick his predatory ass.""I mean you, dummy. — Rachel Caine, Ghost Town
Margaret was not a ready lover, but where she loved she loved passionately, and with no small degree of jealousy. — Elizabeth Gaskell, North and South
For a second I was almost jealous of the clouds. Why was he looking to them for an escape when I was right here beside h — Kamila Shamsie, Kartography
I’ve never been jealous before I met you, it burns, luv. Like silver through my veins. Some nights, watching you with ot — Jeaniene Frost, At Grave's End