Envy, like the worm, never runs but to the fairest fruit; like a cunning bloodhound, it singles out the fattest deer in the flock.

Nothing doth more hurt in a state than that cunning men pass for wise.

He's 6-foot-4, runs like a deer and can jump like Kobe Bryant.

Envy is ever joined with the comparing of a man's self; and where there is no comparison, no envy.

Let us have a care not to disclose our hearts to those who shut up theirs against us.

All confidence which is not absolute and entire, is dangerous. There are few occasions but where a man ought either to say all, or conceal all; for, how little so ever you have revealed of your secret to a friend, you have already said too much if you think it not safe to make him privy to all particulars.