Quotes About Sibling

Constance, with her plainness, deafness, and superior age (she was three years older than Henry), probably did not strike Alice as a serious rival for her brother's love.

and Soledad and I would gather herbs and dry them and bundle them for Papi to sell in the market when he had a day off, and that's how we passed our days.

A whole extra bed without a sister to go along with it!

Jeffrey, Jeffrey, I'm so happy to be with you at last," said Skye. "Thank you." Jeffrey turned away to hide his sorrow. "But what is this? Aren't you glad to see me?" "Of course I am, dear Skye." He turned back to her, his face ablaze with honesty. "But it is your beautiful and talented sister, Jane, whom I prefer.

One of my teachers at the psychoanalytic institute where I trained used to say, only half humorously, that 'the most important prerequisite for a vocation as a psychotherapist is a depressed mother'; based on my history, I think that a suffering but inaccessible father and a damaged sibling should be added to the list of qualifications.

Back off, Jack-I got four brothers protecting my ass,' and I just rode on by him

Artemis let her head fall back, her eyes closed, her lips suddenly trembling. Apollo dying. "Please. Please, Maximus. I'll refrain from provoking you anymore. I'll stay in the shadows with my stockings and shoes on and never swim in your pond again, never disturb you again, only please do this one thing, I beg you. Save my brother.

Theron had in fact written to Sophia, but his sister had not sent the letter. She did not think it would reassure his mother to be invited to witness the ceremony of his union with his wizard and lover, on the steps of the Great Hall, at the Festival of the Spring Sowing.

I see a fate on thee, sister.

Sharon had seen a penis, but it was her brother's so it didn't count. Carol was the only girl in our group who had touched a real one....Carol said the penis felt like eyelid skin. Could that be right? For weeks after she told us, I would brush a finger over the skin above my eye and I would marvel that something that was made of boy could be so silky and fine, like tissue paper.

I always wanted to do what my brothers were doing. I always wanted to play the games they played and play rough and wear pants and go outside.

When me and my sister were growing up, we just had very different personalities. I was sort of analytical and took myself too seriously, and she was sort of goofy and nuts and full of love - too much love, she had a crush on a different guy every week.

We had a backyard pool. There was often a bit of fun rivalry between us.

By the time my brother was 8, he was cooking breakfast and dinner for us. And I was 5.

I started in a covers band with my brothers when I was just four years old.

When the board games came out of the cupboard when I was a kid, I had to beat my two brothers every time.

It's part of the gift and the curse of coming behind my brother. I'm not afforded the luxury of just taking a set casual, taking the night off. Because if I bomb, it's, 'Oh, he's not funny - he's just doing it because of his brother.'

My brother was a Chargers fan, so we watched Dan Fouts a lot growing up.

Not to psychologize, but it's hard growing up in a family of 14 to ever feel like you're the center of the universe, or that you're that special or different. Because when it comes down to it, you're still fighting for food at the dinner table.

Always having that one-minute tag and always knowing that my brother was one minute older than me, it always made life much more competitive.

When you're a big sister, it's a great job. I don't know how little sisters feel about their job, but when you're a big sister, you're supposed to take care of everything. And you feel good about it. I do.

For months, my parents had been trying to prepare me for the arrival of a real sibling. They had given me a doll to play with and encouraged me to take care of her. And when the baby, a little boy they named Rahm, finally arrived, they encouraged me to help take care of him, too.

My father always defined my gender to my brothers. He'd say, 'This is your sister; you must take care of her.'

I love art. My sister is an artist and my mother is a painter, so it is very much in the family. I haven't ever wanted to be a fine artist myself - my sister robbed me of my artistic talent, I think.