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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.
Sometimes being a brother is even better than being a superhero.
As we grew up, my brothers acted like they didn't care,
but I always knew they looked out for me and were there!
The highlight of my childhood was making my brother laugh so hard that food came out his nose.
A friend is a brother who was once a bother.
All for one and one for all
My brother and my friend
What fun we have
The time we share
Brothers 'til the end.
When brothers agree, no fortress is so strong as their common life.
There's no other love like the love for a brother.
There's no other love like the love from a brother.
A brother shares childhood memories and grown-up dreams.
A brother is a friend given by Nature.
To the outside world we all grow old. But not to brothers and sisters. We know each other as we always were. We know each other's hearts. We share private family jokes. We remember family feuds and secrets, family griefs and joys. We live outside the touch of time.
I don't believe an accident of birth makes people sisters or brothers. It makes them siblings, gives them mutuality of parentage. Sisterhood and brotherhood is a condition people have to work at.
Our siblings push buttons that cast us in roles we felt sure we had let go of long ago - the baby, the peacekeeper, the caretaker, the avoider.... It doesn't seem to matter how much time has elapsed or how far we've traveled.
It was nice growing up with someone like you - someone to lean on, someone to count on... someone to tell on!
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.
Siblings are the people we practice on, the people who teach us about fairness and cooperation and kindness and caring - quite often the hard way.
Our siblings. They resemble us just enough to make all their differences confusing, and no matter what we choose to make of this, we are cast in relation to them our whole lives long.
A sibling may be the keeper of one's identity, the only person with the keys to one's unfettered, more fundamental self.
Our brothers and sisters are there with us from the dawn of our personal stories to the inevitable dusk.
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.
Children of the same family, the same blood, with the same first associations and habits, have some means of enjoyment in their power, which no subsequent connections can supply...
Call it a clan, call it a network, call it a tribe, call it a family. Whatever you call it, whoever you are, you need one.