Quote by Elizabeth Bowen
Jealousy is no more than feeling alone against smiling enemies. -

Jealousy is no more than feeling alone against smiling enemies. – Elizabeth Bowen

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The charm, one might say the genius of memory, is that it is choosy, chancy, and temperamental: it rejects the edifying cathedral and indelibly photographs the small boy outside, chewing a hunk of melon in the dust. – Elizabeth Bowen

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Intimacies between women often go backwards, beginning in revelations and ending in small talk. – Elizabeth Bowen

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Only in a house where one has learnt to be lonely does one have this solicitude for things. Ones relation to them, the daily seeing or touching, begins to become love, and to lay one open to pain. – Elizabeth Bowen

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Dogs are our link to paradise. They dont know evil or jealousy or discontent. – Milan Kundera

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There is something mean in human nature that prefers to think evil, that gives a willing ear and a ready welcome to calumny, a sort of jealousy of goodness and greatness and things of good report. – Richard Le Gallienne

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Jealousy is the tribute mediocrity pays to genius. – Fulton J. Sheen

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My wifes jealousy is getting ridiculous. The other day she looked at my calendar and wanted to know who May was. – Rodney Dangerfield

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