William Shakespeare on envy

If music be the food of love, play on.

This above all: to thine own self be true, and it must follow, as the night the day, thou canst not then be false to any man.

Cowards die many times before their deaths. The valiant never taste of death but once.

Love looks through a telescope; envy, through a microscope.

Josh Billings1818–1885

• Love

I am Envy. I cannot read and therefore wish all books burned.

Christopher Marlowe1564–1593

When men are full of envy they disparage everything, whether it be good or bad.

Tacitus55–120