O, beware, my lord, of jealousy;
It is the green-ey'd monster,
which doth mock the meat it feeds on.
-Shakespeare, Othello
It is the green-ey'd monster,
which doth mock the meat it feeds on.
-Shakespeare, Othello
The true harvest of my daily life is somewhat as intangible and indescribable as the tints of morning or evening. It is a little star dust caught, a segment of the rainbow which I have clutched. Henry David Thoreau, Walden