In jealousy there is more self-love than love.

Jealousy lives upon doubts, it becomes madness or ceases entirely as soon as we pass from doubt to certainty.

In jealousy there is more of self-love than love

Hypocrisy is the homage which vice renders to virtue. [Fr., L'hypocrisie est un hommage que le vice rend a la vertu.]

We always love those who admire us, and we do not always love those whom we admire.

On dit que dans ses amours Il fut caresse des belles, Qui le suivirent toujours, Tant qu'il marcha devant elles.