Those who are believed to be most abject and humble are usually most ambitious and envious.
Anybody that's got a problem with me is probably envious or wants to be me, and that's how I've always looked at it.
The envious die not once, but as oft as the envied win applause.
Nature, more of a stepmother than a mother in several ways, has sown a seed of evil in the hearts of mortals, especially in the more thoughtful men, which makes them dissatisfied with their own lot and envious of another's.
As iron is eaten away by rust, so the envious are consumed by their own passion.