Sometimes being a brother is even better than being a superhero.
Being Brother & Sister means being there for each other.
A brother shares his childhood memories and grown up dreams.
A brother does not have to necessarily say anything to you-he can sit in a room and be together with you and just be completely comfortable with you.
“Our brothers and sisters are there with us from the dawn of our personal stories to the inevitable dusk.”
“A brother shares childhood memories and grown-up dreams.”
My father used to play with my brother and me in the yard. Mother would come out and say, “You’re tearing up the grass.” “We’re not raising grass,” Dad would reply. “We’re raising boys.”
I don’t believe an accident of birth makes people sisters or brothers. It makes them siblings, gives them mutuality of parentage. Sisterhood and brotherhood is a condition people have to work at.
Our siblings. They resemble us just enough to make all their differences confusing, and no matter what we choose to make of this, we are cast in relation to them our whole lives long.
Children of the same family, the same blood, with the same first associations and habits, have some means of enjoyment in their power, which no subsequent connections can supply…
Siblings are the people we practice on, the people who teach us about fairness and cooperation and kindness and caring – quite often the hard way.
I sought my soul, but my soul I could not see. I sought my God, but my God eluded me. I sought my brother and I found all three.
I, who have no sisters or brothers, look with some degree of innocent envy on those who may be said to be born to friends.
It snowed last year too: I made a snowman and my brother knocked it down and I knocked my brother down and then we had tea.
A sibling may be the keeper of one’s identity, the only person with the keys to one’s unfettered, more fundamental self.
One can be a brother only in something. Where there is no tie that binds men, men are not united but merely lined up
As we grew up, my brothers acted like they didn’t care, but I always knew they looked out for me and were there!
Being pretty on the inside means you don’t hit your brother and you eat all your peas – that’s what my grandma taught me
If you want to know how your girl will treat you after marriage, just listen to her talking to her little brother.
It was nice growing up with someone like you – someone to lean on, someone to count on… someone to tell on!