HIGGINS
I find that the moment I let a woman make friends with me, she becomes jealous, exacting, suspicious, and a damned nuisance. I find that the moment I let myself make friends with a woman, I become selfish and tyrannical. Women upset everything. When you let them into your life, you find that the woman is driving at one thing and you're driving at another.

PICKERING
At what, for example?

HIGGINS
Oh, Lord knows! I suppose the woman wants to live her own life; and the man wants to live his; and each tries to drag the other on to the wrong track. One wants to go north and the other south; and the result is that both have to go east, though they both hate the east wind.

Women who believe they can’t do without friends find themselves to blame.

It upsets women to be, or not to be, stared at hungrily.

I’m afraid I felt a straight pin of jealousy. Perfection does that to me.

Women upset everything. When you let them into your life, you find that the woman is driving at one thing and you're driving at another.

People get so mad at me because I'm being myself. They're jealous.

The jealous are troublesome to others, but torment to themselves.

Man is jealous because of his amour propre; woman is jealous because of her lack of it.

I think it's a group of people who are really jealous, who don't want me to do what I have to do or maybe I was becoming too popular for them,

When the oceans drown the world, women will take time for jealousy.

Not all men and women can devote themselves to those whom they respect. Some are jealous of superiority and are far more interested in revealing the faults than in imitating the virtues of a noble character. Others fear the option of a mind that is too lucid and prefer to be friends with someone less exacting.

Art is a jealous mistress.

When a man, however passively, becomes an obstacle to the fulfillment of a woman's desires, he becomes an odious thing in her eyes, - or will, given time enough.

I admit that I am a little jealous; there's no use denying it, as we all suffer from jealousy at times. It sneaks up on you like ghosts bringing fevers and surprises you like earth tremors. However, when you see the beautiful woman with whom I share my husband, you can't help but feel a little pity for her.