We know one another's faults, virtues, catastrophes, mortifications, triumphs, rivalries, desires, and how long we can each hang by our hands to a bar. We have been banded together under pack codes and tribal laws.
The family. We are a strange little band of characters trudging through life sharing diseases and toothpaste, coveting one another's desserts, hiding shampoo, borrowing money, locking each other out of our rooms. . . and trying to figure out the common thread that bound us all together.
Blessed is the servant who loves his brother as much when he is sick and useless as when he is well and an be of service to him. And blessed is he who loves his brother as well when he is afar off as when he is by his side, and who would say nothing behind his back he might not, in love, say before his face.
It takes two men to make one brother.
One can be a brother only in something. Where there is no tie that binds men, men are not united but merely lined up.
I don't remember any sibling rivalry growing up, because by the time I was really conscious, Tom was going away to college. My relationship with him, which is a very close one, really developed in more recent years.
I think I'm funny because my family, my siblings were funny.
Your parents leave you too soon and your kids and spouse come along late, but your siblings know you when you are in your most inchoate form.
Your True Nature Is Love. There's Nothing You Can Do About It.
The highlight of my childhood was making my brother laugh so hard that food came out of his nose.
Brothers don't necessarily have to say anything to each other - they can sit in a room and be together and just be completely comfortable with each other.
Being pretty on the inside means you don't hit your brother and you eat all your peas - that's what my grandma taught me.
I know it's a cliche, but the whole family is just whacked. I mean, we're all out of our minds. They're the funniest, most eccentric bizarre people I've ever met, my siblings.
If you want to do really important things in life and big things in life, you can't do anything by yourself. And your best teams are your friends and your siblings.
Sometimes being a brother is even better than being a superhero.
If you want to know how your girl will treat you after marriage, just listen to her talking to her little brother.
If your sister is in a tearing hurry to go out and cannot catch your eye, she's wearing your best sweater.
I sought my soul, but my soul I could not see. I sought my God, but my God eluded me. I sought my brother and I found all three.
Sisters never quite forgive each other for what happened when they were five.
An older sister is a friend and defender - a listener, conspirator, a counsellor and a sharer of delights. And sorrows too.
When sisters stand shoulder to shoulder, who stands a chance against us?
Sisters don't need words. They have perfected a language of snarls and smiles and frowns and winks - expressions of shocked surprise and incredulity and disbelief. Sniffs and snorts and gasps and sighs - that can undermine any tale you're telling.
When brothers agree, no fortress is so strong as their common life.
The younger brother must help to pay for the pleasures of the elder.
I, who have no sisters or brothers, look with some degree of innocent envy on those who may be said to be born to friends.
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