Quotes About Siblings

It outlines the fact that we are twins, we grew up together, but then we went to different colleges and went in separate directions.

Jack and Annie went quietly down the stairs. Then they slipped out the door into the chilly, damp night.

and Annie were walking home from the library. The path went right by the Frog Creek woods. Jack sighed. "We looked this morning," he said.

Jack and Annie were all alone.

Peanut!" cried Annie. Jack patted

Can I sleep with you? asked Oz. Kinda scary in my room. Pretty sure I saw a troll in the corner. Lou said, Get up here. Oz climbed next to her. Oz suddenly looked troubled. When you get married, who am I going to come get in bed with when I'm scared, Lou? One day you're gonna get bigger than me, then I'm going to be running to you when I get scared. How do you know that? Because that's the deal God makes between big sisters and their little brothers.

the twins too, they've never cared a hoot what they looked like. They spent so much time staring at each other's faces before they were born they can go the rest of their lives passing up mirrors without a glance.

We're chalk and cheese. Somebody ought to do a study on us, if they want to know how kids in the same family can turn out totally different.

Mother says I never practiced anything but always watched Leah, letting her make the mistakes for both of us, until I was ready to do it myself with acceptable precision. Mother is kind to me, probably because I've stayed nearer at hand than her other children. But I disagree. I made plenty of my own mistakes. I just made them on the inside.

Do you have children? I have five. Three girls, two boys, all scoundrels. But not an anarchist in the brood. I've failed completely.

people's complaints about their siblings only as a primal form of bragging. They had a tribe. They belonged.

His parents had made sure he and his brothers had everything they needed or wanted, had been well fed, well clothed, and well loved.

siblings ran the overt and covert arms of foreign policy.

Mark's allusion to Jesus' "brothers" and "sisters" (see also Matt. 13: 54–56) may disturb some readers. Because his Gospel does not include a tradition of Jesus' virginal conception or birth, the existence of siblings may not have been an issue with the Markan community (as it apparently was not for the Pauline churches; none of Paul's letters allude to a virgin birth).

That's easy. Any man who cannae keep his balls oot o' the water needs tae get laid. Come on, let's find my sister.

I love the fact I grew up wanting a brother and now I have four.

We're twins, and so we love each other more than other people.

If your children don't fight, they won't love each other when they get older! It's a common thing.

Phillip is the Paul McCartney of our family: better-looking than the rest of us, always facing a different direction in pictures, and occasionally rumored to be dead.

Paul's point is not simply that God is now my Father and I am now His son. God, in Jesus' great work of redemption, was not establishing a series of isolated personal relationships with His individual followers. He was creating a family of sons and daughters—siblings—who are now "all one in Christ Jesus" (v. 28). The saving work of Christ therefore has a corporate, as well as an individual, dimension. For Paul, the church is a family.

We've been battle training!" Mistpaw exclaimed, bounding up to Frostpaw. "I killed Graypaw!" "Did not!" Graypaw retorted as he joined his littermates. "I was just pretending, so I could grab you and shred you!

Hollypaw backed away. She had never seen Lionpaw this angry. Even when they had quarreled as kits, there had always been a lighthearted twinkle in his eyes. But not now. His eyes were cold as stars.

Thornclaw: Stemkit and Plumkit prefer to hang around the medicine den. Leafpool: I expect Jayfeather isn't too pleased. Thornclaw: No, but Alderheart says he enjoys having something to complain about. A twinge of homesickness jabbed Twigpaw's heart. Jayfeather used to complain about her.

Tigerkit was bouncing around Lionpaw. "Have I grown?" the kit demanded, stretching himself up to his full height. Dawnkit leaped on her brother, bowling him over. "You must have grown, the amount you eat!