Quotes About Brotherhood

So people surprise us. They can lie to each other, as my brother had done to me, and as I had lied to him that September evening at Panther Creek, and now it appeared those two lies could only lead to one imponderable truth.

OH, East is East, and West is West, and never the twain shall meet, Till Earth and Sky stand presently at God's great Judgment Seat; But there is neither East nor West, Border, nor Breed, nor Birth, When two strong men stand face to face, tho' they come from the ends of the earth!

One man in a thousand, Solomon says. Will stick more close than a brother. And it's worth while seeking him half your days If you find him before the other. ---The Thousandth Man

We be of one blood, thou and I—

One man in a thousand will stick closer than a brother, but the thousandth man will stand by your side, to the gallows foot and after.

Man goes to Man! Cry the challenge through the Jungle! He that was our Brother goes away. Hear, now, and judge, O ye People of the Jungle,— Answer, who shall turn him—who shall stay?   Man goes to Man! He is weeping in the Jungle: He that was our Brother sorrows sore! Man goes to Man! (Oh, we loved him in the Jungle!) To the Man-Trail where we may not follow more.

Oppress not the cubs of the stranger, but hail them as Sister and Brother

I am alone on the grazing-grounds. Gray Brother, come to me! Come to me, Lone Wolf, for there is big game afoot!

Waters of the Waingunga, Shere Khan gives me his coat for the love that he bears me. Pull, Gray Brother! Pull, Akela! Heavy is the hide of Shere Khan.

THE MIRACLE OF PURUN BHAGAT The night we felt the earth would move We stole and plucked him by the hand, Because we loved him with the love That knows but cannot understand. And when the roaring hillside broke, And all our world fell down in rain, We saved him, we the Little Folk; But lo! he does not come again! Mourn now, we saved him for the sake Of such poor love as wild ones may. Mourn ye! Our brother will not wake, And his own kind drive us away! Dirge of the Langurs.

Till Earth and Sky stand presently at God's great Judgment Seat; But there is neither East nor West, Border, nor Breed, nor Birth, When two strong men stand face to face, tho' they come from the ends of the earth!

Who tonight are the Hindus? Who are the Muslims? Here in Kashmir, our stories sit happily side by side on the same double bill, we eat from the same dishes, we laugh at the same jokes. We will joyfully celebrate the reign of the good king Zain-ul-abidin, and as for our Muslim brothers and sisters, no problem!

an egotist addicted to obsequiousness and sycophancy who nevertheless longed for a different world, a world in which he could find exactly that man who was his equal, whom he could meet as his brother, with whom he could speak freely, teaching and learning, giving and receiving pleasure, a world in which he could forsake the gloating satisfactions of conquest for the gentler yet more taxing joys of discourse. Did such a world exist? By what road could it be reached?

Everyman is me. I am his brother. No man is my enemy. I am Everyman and he is in and of me. This is my faith, my strength, my deepest hope, and my only belief.

Let us love God my brothers, let us love God. But let it be with the strength of our arms and the sweat of our brow.

My brother is the one that gives me the strength - if he's not strong, I'm not.

Athos, according to his system, neither encouraged nor dissuaded him.

And that you alone, among the men whom you do not recognize as your brothers- for you have said so, observed Villefort, in a tone that faltered somewhat- you alone are perfect.

They would have too easy a conquest over four separate men; whilst four men united make a troop.

Athos, at the twenty-seventh the name of Porthos, and at the thirty-first the name of Aramis.

THE SHOULDER OF ATHOS, THE BALDRIC OF PORTHOS AND THE HANDKERCHIEF OF ARAMIS

Una alianza debe ser sellada cara a cara, hombre a hombre, hierro a hierro, y sangre a sangre.

The wagon's wheels squealed, the cargo rattled, the straining crew bellowed at one another. Then Koll said, quietly, "Are you my brother, then?" "Guess so. If you'll have me." "Reckon I could do worse." The lad shrugged, as if it didn't matter much either way. But Brand got the feeling it did.

Bayaz frowned. 'My brother Yulwei helped you in the desert. You would have been killed if not for him. Yo gave him your word-' 'Word? Hah! A word is an easy chain to break, old man.' And Ferro jerked her wrists apart in front of her. 'There. I am free of it.