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.
Blessed is the servant who loves his brother as much when he is sick and useless as when he is well and an be of service to him. And blessed is he who loves his brother as well when he is afar off as when he is by his side, and who would say nothing behind his back he might not, in love, say before his face.
Your True Nature Is Love. There's Nothing You Can Do About It.
Brothers don't necessarily have to say anything to each other - they can sit in a room and be together and just be completely comfortable with each other.
The family. We are a strange little band of characters trudging through life sharing diseases and toothpaste, coveting one another's desserts, hiding shampoo, borrowing money, locking each other out of our rooms. . . and trying to figure out the common thread that bound us all together.
Sisters never quite forgive each other for what happened when they were five.
Of two sisters one is always the watcher, one the dancer.
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.
Your parents leave you too soon and your kids and spouse come along late, but your siblings know you when you are in your most inchoate form.
Is solace anywhere more comforting than that in the arms of a sister.
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.
If you don't understand how a woman could both love her sister dearly and want to wring her neck at the same time, then you were probably an only child.
I don't remember any sibling rivalry growing up, because by the time I was really conscious, Tom was going away to college. My relationship with him, which is a very close one, really developed in more recent years.
If you want to do really important things in life and big things in life, you can't do anything by yourself. And your best teams are your friends and your siblings.
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.
My sister taught me everything I really need to know, and she was only in sixth grade at the time.
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.
It takes two men to make one brother.
Being his real brother I could feel I live in his shadows, but I never have and I do not now. I live in his glow.
One can be a brother only in something. Where there is no tie that binds men, men are not united but merely lined up.
There is a destiny which makes us brothers; none goes his way alone. All that we send into the lives of others comes back into our own.
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