Quotes About Sibling

My name is Nick Sinclair, he said, and watched the young man's curious smile change to open animosity. I would like to see Lauren. I'm Lauren's brother, the young man retorted, and she doesn't want to see you. Her brother! Nick's momentary relief was followed by an absurd impulse to smash the younger man's face for stealing Lauren's allowances when she was a little girl. I've come to see her, Nick stated impacably, and if I have to walk over you to get to her, I will.

My brother's a pain. He won't get out of bed In the morning. Mom has to carry him Into the kitchen. He opens his eyes

But I am the greatest sister in the history of the world.

Roses are red Violets are blue I am your brother And you are mine, too.

My brother was adopted. Somebody left him on the back doorstep when he was a baby. We found him when he was 16. We didn't use that door.

As a result he hated Gabriel, in the way a second son hates an elder

face she could scarcely recall, the alcoholic brother who'd never worked a day in his life—but everything

Maybe this is what it's like for all only children: To love the family that isn't almost as much as the one that is.

are strengthened through sibling relationships; they learn to play, bicker, fight, and play again, to accept criticism and bounce back from hurt, to tell secrets and become intimate. "If there remained in Franklin Roosevelt throughout his life," Boettiger Jr. continued, "an insensitivity towards and discomfort with profound and vividly expressed feelings it may have been in part the lengthened shadow of his early sheltering from ugliness and jealousy and conflicting interests.

Except once, long ago, over an estrangement with his wife Mariotta, Lord Culter had never been jealous of the young brother he had seen grow from babyhood. Until the moment Francis had left home at sixteen, a prisoner of war to the English, Richard knew him solely as a blond and delicate boy, interested only, it seemed, in reading and music, whose apparent fragility concealed a will of steel, and a turn of phrase which could wound like a sword-cut.

What's poor Richard ever done to you except get himself born first?" The blue eyes were speculative. "Ill-calculated," he agreed. "But not necessarily final.

How about that, my own brother, my own bright light, thou Igor?

There is no greater pleasure than winning a competition with one's sister and no greater sorrow than to see her suffer because of it.

The doctor's sister, who rejoiced in the singularly inappropriate name of Aimée, had all the positive assurance that her brother lacked.

Mom loved my brother more. Not that she didn't love me - I felt the wash of her love every day, pouring over me, but it was a different kind, siphoned from a different, and tamer, body of water. I was her darling daughter; Joseph was her it.

Get off the throne, Mr. Quindar. And you," Madame Granity said, pointing to me, "you get on it. I know your sister's got the gift, and it often runs in siblings, however I'd still like to see it for myself.

When you have a big family, certainly with strong personalities, you feel like you have to fall into a role, and I didn't want to be the little sister or the daughter, because that's who you become as an adult.

My brother Peter was always the life of the party, and so the running joke for the first 12 years of my life was he was Pete, and I was 'Re-Pete.'

I was the second-youngest child in a family that took up the better part of an entire pew at our Baptist church.

My brother Carl became a physicist; I became an economist.

I'm the oldest in my family and do play piano.

My mum had this idea I was going to be this long-haired hippie playing guitar and bought me one when I was 13, but my little brother picked it up instead and was such a natural, he kept it! Io Echo is a band my brother now plays in; they're really good.

My brother and I had many games. We were inseparable. We had a little team going on between us. We had even a language that was kind of like pig latin. So we'd speak in the language. It's called Op.

When I was a young actor and working in London, I would pop home to see my sister, and Ewan would always be intrigued about what I'd been doing. I think he found my shoulder-length hair and pink, flared jeans glamorous, which they were anything but.