Quotes About Sibling

Ed,' his sister grabbed at his arm, 'the truth has no place in a courtroom.

When he heard his father call out for Abel and he saw his borther go forth, it made him feel like he was nothing. He couldn't even say that he felt like Cain anymore. One could not feel like Cain because it had no flavor. Cain was the absence of flavor. Cain was like saliva or a Wednesday.

Siblings are thrown together by chance. Anything from love to hate can follow.

always talked about her middle sister, my aunt Edna, being afraid of her own shadow as a kid. When

Sibling relationships — and 80 percent of Americans have at least one — outlast marriages, survive the death of parents, resurface after quarrels that would sink any friendship. They flourish in a thousand incarnations of closeness and distance, warmth, loyalty and distrust.

After all, sisters didn't die, did they?

Hollypaw felt a wave of sadness. They used to share everything, but now getting details out of her brother was like trying to pick fleas off a hedgehog. Unless they jumped out by themselves, there was no way she could reach them.

Tallkit backed away as their dark brown pelts scuffed the snow. It must be fun to have a littermate to play fight with. If only Finchkit hadn't died.

How could she be scared of her own brother?

I will avenge my littermate," she assured Gorse Fur.

No." Hollypaw sat down, wishing Jaypaw would stop messing around with the herbs and talk to her properly. "He's just been so tired lately, and grumpy. Every time I talk to him he practically nips my whiskers off.

Fireheart opened his eyes, suddenly jolted out of his sleep. Of course! The she-cat he had seen in the woods…was his sister!

Siblings have always marked out territory through food.

After spending time with Rosa during these past weeks, Suzanne understood precisely why her brother

If you're the oldest in a large family, you tend to do everything yourself, particularly if you are the first American. You begin a habit or pattern that makes it easy to reject other help.

It was not hip for people to like us, because their little sister liked us.

When me and my brother Eagle-Eye were kids, life was about hitting the road, getting on the bus. We loved it.

My brother was playing hockey, tennis, badminton... I basically copied everything he did.

I was always being called upon to be an honorary boy alongside my brothers. I don't think I'd be a comic now if it hadn't been for that.

I grew up in a little funny town called Xuzhou, in the countryside, very poor. We didn't have hot water. We were four children: three girls and a boy.

Our house was like a girls' boarding school. We were always fighting for each other's clothes.

I was one of six kids in a single-parent household.

You would think none of my brothers have jobs with how much time they spend on the phone with our mom.

Go and I had a game inspired by our mom, who had a habit of telling such outrageously mundane, endless stories that Go was positive she had to be secretly fucking with us. For about ten years now, whenever Go and I hit a conversation lull, one of us would break in with a story about appliance repair or coupon fulfillment.