Unless you're winning, life will seem unfair to you.

Choose inspiration over envy.

Envy is the art of counting the other fellow's blessings instead of your own.

The envious die not once, but as oft as the envied win.

Envy is the ulcer of the soul - it consumes from within while leaving the exterior intact.

What envy whispers is never about them - it's always about you.

Envy is the tax that mediocrity pays to excellence.

The poison of envy has no antidote but self-creation.

Envy is the shadow cast by someone else's light on your own unrealized potential.

Comparison is the thief of joy, but envy is the murderer of peace.

Envy is the uncomfortable recognition of a possibility you haven't had the courage to pursue.

The green-eyed monster doesn't want what others have - it wants to destroy what it cannot possess.

Envy is the silent admission that someone else is living a version of your unlived life.

What we envy in others reveals what we value but doubt we can achieve ourselves.

Envy is the arithmetic of the soul gone wrong - adding up others' gains while subtracting your own.

The antidote to envy is not getting what others have, but wanting what you already possess.

Envy is the prison where you serve a life sentence watching others live.

What makes envy so destructive is that it attacks not what you lack, but what you are.

Envy is the shadow side of admiration - where inspiration turns to resentment.