Quotes About Sibling

Cooper and Peyton really competed a lot, they fought a lot. But Eli was so much younger. He's the little brother.

My brother and I always say we were each other's first friend, first and best friend.

My brother thundered me in everything most of my life. He was a great carrot out in front of me. All I wanted to do, ever, was beat him at anything.

I always wondered what it must be like to lose a twin—if somehow Mary felt it like it was happening to her. If she felt physical pain.

My baby brother would never call Hex soft. Not Hex. And not me, either. Not anymore. Not any fucking more.

My dear parents," said the sister banging her hand on the table by way of an introduction, "things cannot go on any longer in this way. Maybe if you don't understand that, well, I do. I will not utter my brother's name in front of this monster, and thus I say only that we must try to get rid of it. We have tried what is humanly possible to take care of it and to be patient. I believe that no one can criticize us in the slightest.

Harvey and I grew up in Queens, N.Y. My brother and I shared a room for 18 years until we went away to college. When we were kids, after our father said, 'Lights out,' he also exclaimed, 'No more talking. Time for sleep.' But we'd stay up late, arguing over statistics, who the best center fielder was - Willie Mays or Mickey Mantle.

When you're your parents' one shot at a genetic legacy, you may get to attend all the best schools, wear all the best clothes and eat all the best foods - at least relative to children in multiple-sibling households. But you also wind up with an overweening sense of your own importance.

In 1972, I climbed out of my bedroom window and ran away from home with my older sister and her friends to go to the infamous Sunbury rock festival.

I was crawling out of the bedroom window with my older sister when I should have still been playing with dolls.

My sister and I did not have our own rooms, or even a place to ourselves. In the living room, beyond the two windows, was a little corner where my books were kept, and other thing - my watercolors and so on. Often I had to imagine the things I needed. I learned very early to read amidst noise.

Of all the relationships in my life, the one with my brother is most cherished. He was my first friend, partner in crime, shoulder to cry on and always the wind beneath my wings.

Most of my memories of Texas are of mosquitoes, watermelons, crickets, and my brother teasing me.

My brother and I had a lot of freedom growing up, and thankfully, we both turned out OK.

The one thing that was nice about being an only child is that my friends' parents would always ask me whether I would want any other brothers and sisters? My mom wasn't able to have any more children, and they didn't know that, but I would always say that I can have friends over, and whenever I get sick of them, I can just send them home.

The theme of sisters - of missing sisters, of needing sisters, the special love that sisters share or the antagonism sisters share - is something that is very close to me.

My mother said, 'This is your new brother, Michael, and from now on your father is sleeping in the barn.' I didn't know what that meant for a long time. Eight kids in a little over ten years.

It was Pollux, chomping into an apple that he'd lightly peppered. That's how he ate apples. Held the pepper tin in one hand so he could get a jolt in every bite.

I thought you'd be pleased.' 'At the idea of anybody coming to take Meg away? No, thank you.' 'You'll feel better about it when somebody comes to take you away.' 'I'd like to see any one try it,' cried Jo, fiercely. 'So should I!' and Laurie chuckled at the idea.

Sisters are made by living everyday with each other and wearing each other down until the rough spots are smooth. They're made by sharing secrets you'd never tell mom, and out of doing things for each other just because you feel like it, not because you have to. I guess you could say sisters are 'grown,' not manufactured, in a very special place called a family.

which house that is? Or how many siblings you have?

How the devil did he get himself caught? By being no brighter than you, Suzette snapped before her father could answer. God, you are a fishwife, Jeremy said with disgust and then muttered to himself, It figures Dicky would marry sweet little mousy Christiana himself and stick me with the sister who was a harpy.

He too had recognized the three faces pressed to the window as the coach had sailed past. He shook his head as the Radnor carriage rode out of sight around the next bend. It had been Suzette, Christiana, and Lisa, all gaping out the window at them. I did tell you they would not take our leaving sitting down, Langley pointed out, sounding amused. You didn't say they would follow, Daniel said dryly. Langley laughed and shrugged. Why spoil the surprise?

when Orrin and Maria Brand had been killed in that car accident, leaving him as sole caretaker to his five younger siblings. And when