Quotes About Siblings

I am the oldest in our family. I have three younger brothers. I needed to set a great example for them. It instilled a sense of competition in me and hunger to strive to be the best. There's a lot of pride being the only girl and the oldest.

I believe I am strong mentally. My breaking points might be bigger than most players. I think it's because of the way I grew up with my two older brothers. They pushed my limits quite often - once every day, I think! I think that played a big role in my breaking point being bigger than most players. Not all players.

My Mom and Dad, I saw them struggling in their lives for me and my brother Ankur Tiwari. They struggled so that we could enjoy our lives.

I really like lads and grew up with two brothers and all of their mates. I'm also close to several actors that I've played opposite.

I was a big kid my whole life. I grew up among big people. My brother was a big kid. I didn't really feel like a big kid. Except for the teachers, who pretty much didn't want me to squish any of the other kids.

My brother and I have never been that close. We have different mothers and never lived in the same house. As kids, my sister, Samantha, and I lived in San Diego and Brad in Brooklyn. The only time I saw him was in the summer when our visitations with our father overlapped.

There were five children in my family, and arguing was how we used to entertain ourselves.

I had eight brothers and sisters. Every Christmas my younger brother Bobby would wake up extra early and open everybody's presents - everybody's - so by the time the rest of us got up, all the gifts were shredded, ribbons off, torn open and thrown aside.

My mother loved her children very much: me, my brothers Cor and Joop and my sister Anne.

We are born, we live, and we perish, perhaps to be born again in some other form...Galaxies are but one living entity burning with the energy from all of us. Life and death are but siblings who turn the universe continually. Endlessly.

My four older brothers were my favorite players. That's why I got into football and sports.

It was a long time before the Snork came back with the wood. "Well, there you are at last," said his sister. "It took quite a time, said the Snork, "because, of course, I had to find pieces that were all exactly the same length." "Is he always so particular?" asked Snufkin. "He was born like that," said the Snork Maiden.

Clay cared about his real brothers and sisters, too, although he'd only just met them. He felt instinctively like they were extensions of his own claws and wings. This was the family he'd always wanted.

THIRTY?" Tsunami shouted. "I have THIRTY BROTHERS?" "Well, thirty-two," he said. His gaze caught Moon watching, and he wrinkled his snout in an amused way.

There are about thirty of us," Turtle said with a shrug. "THIRTY?" Tsunami shouted. "I have THIRTY BROTHERS?

She's a tall skinny old girl in a tweed jacket and brown corduroy trousers, long restless hands stained yellow, rings on every finger. Hair tied up in a bandanna and clear, fierce blue eyes like mine. You'd know us anywhere as brother and sister, lanky, beaky customers with these piercing eyes and silver hair.

Few smart kids can spare the attention that popularity requires. Unless they also happen to be good-looking, natural athletes, or siblings of popular kids, they'll tend to become nerds.

Often, just as when they were children, it was four against one when some argument came up. At least they no longer sat on him to force him to submit to their wishes.

My brothers are both 6 ft. 5 in., and if you have younger brothers who are bigger than you then you have to learn the ancient martial art of sarcasm.

We were destroying any sense of civility and decency the four of us still had. We were no longer brothers and sisters. We were members of a gang.

I was the fifth of seven children, five boys and two girls.

She'd known he'd understand. Brothers and sisters had their own language, their own shorthand. She was glad to be able to share the weird, ridiculous impossibleness of it with the only person who knew all the same stories, with the person who'd made those stories in the first place. (pg. 117)

The book turned out to be one she'd read before, where zombies chased around a brother-and-sister reporting team.

Hazel had received a baby doll that, if you filled it with water, you could squeeze and make it pee, even though she'd wanted a sword like her brother's.