Sometimes being a brother is even better than being a superhero.
Religions that teach brotherly love have been used as an excuse for persecution, and our profoundest scientific insight is made into a means of mass destruction.
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.
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.
Persecution was at least a sign of personal interest. Tolerance is composed of nine parts of apathy to one of brotherly love.
In Switzerland they had brotherly love, five hundred years of democracy and peace, and what did they produce? The cuckoo clock!
The highlight of my childhood was making my brother laugh so hard that food came out of his nose.
The music business used to carry a certain amount of brotherly love, but it isn't that way now.
The younger brother must help to pay for the pleasures of the elder.
When brothers agree, no fortress is so strong as their common life.
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.
If you want to know how your girl will treat you after marriage, just listen to her talking to her little brother.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.'
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.
When I look at each of my brothers, I see two things. First, I see the next place I want to leave a rosy welt. Second, I see a good man who will always be there, no matter how hard life gets for me or him. Then, I get out of the way because I realize he's coming at me with a wet dish towel.
Never make a companion equal to a brother.
or simply:
