Words matter. These are the best Brother Quotes from famous people such as Wayne Dyer, Angela Rayner, Tracy Austin, Ty Burrell, Nicole Richie, and they’re great for sharing with your friends.
When I was young, my brother David and I were farmed off to foster homes, and I spent time in orphanages. My father abandoned us. Here’s the most important person in my life, and I never met him.
My brother and sister are smarter than me. But I’m the most successful because I’ve been given opportunities that they never had.
My brother Jeff is now my agent at Advantage International in Washington, D.C.
My younger brother and I have been writing together, mainly for fun, for years, but we’ve been improvising together since we were kids. Literally.
I had lost relationships with my dad, my brother and sister and I was just like, you know what, this is definitely the time to just get it together and so that’s what I did.
My brother and I had a really privileged relationship with my parents… They treated us like adults.
I will say this: I think ‘Big Brother’ is the biggest snooze known to mankind.
Like, I’ve had full interactions with fans as my brother and they don’t notice. Pretending to be Dev is easy. I just act like myself except much louder.
I pray to be a good servant to God, a father, a husband, a son, a friend, a brother, an uncle, a good neighbor, a good leader to those who look up to me, a good follower to those who are serving God and doing the right thing.
Mike Amiri is like my brother.
With brothers you become friends. Some you hang out with more than others. You talk to one about the other a little more. You get mad at them. Then, you love them. Then, you apologize. You have to apologize whether you want to or not. You have to. That’s your brother.
There have been times when I’ve reflected on my international career and just thought: ‘Well that was a massive waste of time.’ Sorry for sounding sour, but my best mate, David Beckham, got butchered after the World Cup in 1998, then my brother, Phil, after Euro 2000.
You must recognize that the way to get the good out of your brother and your sister is not to return evil for evil.
I think the best way to explain my brother is that he’s infectious and everybody falls in love with him.
My birth neither shook the German Empire nor caused much of an upheaval in the home. It pleased mother, caused father a certain amount of pride and my elder brother the usual fraternal jealousy of a hitherto only son.
My brother and I laughed a lot as kids. We came up in the middle of the Depression, and neither one of us knew we were poor. We had nothing, but we didn’t know it.
My father, who educated his children on worldly principles, gave us much money, considering our age; not in order that we might spend it, but, as he said, to accustom us to possess money without spending it. The result was, that it led me and my brother into many sins.
I’d say we do reach somewhat of a younger audience, but I think for the most part that younger audience is picking our music up from a brother or sister or even parent, who is turning them onto the band.
I think that everybody in the world, whatever colour or creed, has a jerk like JR in his or her family somewhere. Whether it is a father, uncle, cousin or brother, everybody can identify with JR and that certainly had something to do with the success of ‘Dallas.’
My singing is my hobby. It’s me and my brother. We just enjoy writing music.
My dad was a surgeon, my mom a nurse, and they were always out working. I had five sisters and a brother. They didn’t care what I got up to.
My sister plays for PSG. My brother played, too, but not professionally. So I had no choice!
My brother is an excellent songwriter, and I play guitar and drums.
Future’s like an older brother to me, and Thug’s more like a brother my age.
When I came into the WWF, the first thing I really didn’t want to have was being Bret Hart’s little brother.
When I first joined SAG, there was another John Reilly. My dad was John Reilly, too, but growing up I was John John. Nobody in life calls me John C. It’s more like, ‘Hey you, Step Brother!’
By about chapter six of ‘Wolf Brother,’ I was having so much fun that I knew I wanted it to go on and I couldn’t tell Torak’s story in one book. So I sat down, and it took me about a week to plan in broad outline all six books.
Cipla has a strong professional management team, and we take team decisions. My brother has been working at Cipla since 1973.
My father worked every day; my brother and sister had to travel many hours to study, so Atletico were for people like us.
We had good white friends who advised us against taking the war path. My friend and brother, Mr. Chapman, told us just how the war would end.
Although raised on the farm – my grandfather was an unsuccessful fundamentalist preacher turned farmer – my father and his brother both became professors.
My brother and I had saved $15,000 by working many years nailing fruit crates together.
My sister plays piano, and my brother used to be on the drums. My dad sings; he’s got a good voice.
A man will speedily sit down and sympathize with a friend’s griefs, but if he sees him honored and esteemed, he is apt to regard him as a rival and does not so readily rejoice with him. This ought not to be; without effort, we ought to be happy in our brother’s happiness.
It doesn’t matter on ‘Big Brother’ how big you are, anyone can dominate the series.
In the first place, our faith ought to lay hold on Christ as God and man in that nature by which He has been made our neighbor, kinsman, and brother.
My mother used to take my brother and me to get any books we wanted, but they were second hand books published in the ’30s and ’40s. I liked scary books.
When you’re on TV and in people’s houses – it’s great that anybody watches anything you’ve done, but you feel as though you’re being watched by Big Brother sometimes. Even if people have no idea who you are, you get the feeling you’re being watched.
My older brother, who was in the Army, now owns his own building company. My half-sister was a nurse and is now a psychotherapist.
I don’t think my dad really knew what to do with me, as a daughter. He treated me like a boy; my brother and I were treated the same. He didn’t do kid stuff. There were no kid’s menus; you weren’t allowed to order off the kid’s menu at dinner – we had to try something from the adult menu.
To steal from a brother or sister is evil. To not steal from the institutions that are the pillars of the Pig Empire is equally immoral.
I was called Matt Dillon’s brother my whole career basically until ‘Entourage’ broke me free of that and now people call me Johnny Drama instead.
I have three sisters and I’ve always wanted a brother, so I was really interested in that notion.
I played recorder in assembly, then I became passionate about the guitar, I don’t know why. I started on electric then moved to acoustic – my brother was playing bass in the next room.
At one time in my life, from the time I was seven until I was about 13, I didn’t speak. I only spoke to my brother. The reason I didn’t speak: I had been molested, and I told the name of the molester to my brother who told it to the family.
My brother asked me once, ‘Are you a misanthrope?’ And I said, ‘No, I just find people irritating.’
I think the most fun part about working on ‘Good Luck Charlie’ is spending time with everyone, honestly, because everybody on set is like my brother and sister and mom and dad. They’re so fun to be around, so that’s probably the best part about working there.
Here’s how I operate. When I see something I like, 20 years later, I ask her brother for her phone number. She don’t even see me coming.
For the longest time, I was Scott Ruffalo’s brother. I mean, he was the mayor of Beverly Hills. He was just so beloved there.
Even crushed against his brother in the Tube the average Englishman pretends desperately that he is alone.
My love for American music and American movies is from an early age. I was 10 or 11 when I heard Fats Domino and Little Richard and Buddy Holly. And the movies, my dad used to take my brother and I to the movies every Friday. It was incredible: we got to see just about every movie that came out for a period of years.
Narciso Rodriguez was my first fashion big brother. He made my wedding dress, which was wonderful.
I raced with my brother from when I started to 2014 when I finished karting.
I remember when I was 6 years old and my brother used to go seek out guys that were 13 to come over and play football against me while he was the ‘permanent quarterback.’ I didn’t know exactly what the age difference was, but I was already playing against older guys.
If you were a new guy at ILM, they put you on the night crew – my shift was from 7 P.M. to about 5 A.M. In my free time, I was working on an idea with my older brother, a software engineer getting his doctorate at the University of Michigan. Ultimately, it developed into Photoshop.
Compassion comes from a choice and not the liberal definition of a choice – the choice to say I can do with a little less so my brother can have a little more.
I lost my brother when he was 30, and that was devastating for me. I don’t know if I will ever get over it.
My guess is my brother would call his mom and his dad pretty regularly, a lot more than I probably did.
I think of my brother just out of prison again. He will have spent ten years of the last 30 in prison.
Johnny Depp is like a brother to me. We have matching tattoos on our backs – Charles Baudelaire, the flowers of evil, this giant skeleton thing. It’s kind of a secret. People say to us, ‘Why did you get that?’ And we say, ‘No reason.’
I look upon Salman as an elder brother and want him to tie the knot first. Once he does that, I will settle down too.
When the ‘Superfly’ flies, it’s the most beautiful thing in the world, brother.
All my siblings became artists. One’s a novelist, my brother is a painter, my sister was a costume designer.
Foreman told Ray to plead guilty and he’d then give his brother $500, if Ray didn’t cause any problems at the guilty plea hearing, and he could take that $500 and hire a lawyer to set aside the plea. Foreman actually put that in writing.
You can’t choose who your brother is. You’re born, and whoever is in your family is your family. That’s your blood. That’s the way it is.
My brother was a great audience, and if he liked the picture, he would laugh and laugh and laugh, and he would want to keep the picture. Making people laugh with an image I had created… what power that was!
My character’s kind of grown up with Katniss. The beginning of the story, they’re more or less brother and sister than anything. They’re best friends. They’ve been keeping each other alive. It’s a little frustrating, for the character. As the character, not as me.
My brother and sister are both older than I am and were born before my father went off to World War I.
It’s time for a brother to be Bond.
My sister is an ER doctor, and my brother is a teacher.
There is no success you can celebrate more than the success of a brother.
I was raised by a lady that was crippled all her life but she did everything for me and she raised me. She washed our clothes, cooked our food, she did everything for us. I don’t think I ever heard her complain a day in her life. She taught me responsibility towards my brother and sisters and the community.
And when I talk about love, I’m talking about something that’s great, though, brother. I’m talking about something that will sustain you.
Manchu Manoj is like a kid brother to me.
When I was 14 I would pick up my brother’s bass guitar, and I would just pound on it, having no idea how to play it.
My mother is an incredibly beautiful woman who has laughed at every single thing my father’s ever said. At a young age, my brother and I understood that if you can make girls laugh, you can punch well above your weight class.
Since my brother died in 1982, my parents and I had formed a shaky tripod of a family; now that I’d lost my father too, it was too easy for me to glimpse a future point where I alone was the keeper of not just my own childhood memories, but of my family lore.
It was a real honor to be able to work with someone like that that I’ve been watching since I was a kid. I mean, to play his brother left some people scratching their heads but something about it really worked.
Being on a book tour is like being on the seesaw when you’re a little kid. The excitement is in having someone to play with, and in rising up in the air, but then you’re at the mercy of those holding you down, and if it’s your older brother, or Paul Wolfowitz, they leap up, so that you crash down and get hurt.
I never really had to deal with a death in the family, let alone my brother.
My brother’s my best friend, without a doubt. Me and my big sister get along so well. She moved to East London, though, so points off, but she’s wicked. And then my little sister is a little genius. She’s super talented and such a great person, always been far more mature and cool than me.
Well, my sister played trumpet. Can you imagine having a sister blowing the trumpet around the house, Fred? And my brother, he played piano. Everybody was playing some kind of music, so it was natural for me to get into it.
I’m a tomboy now. I always wanted to fit in with my brother’s group, so I climbed trees and played with lead soldiers. But I’m a woman’s woman. I never understood women who don’t have woman friends.
My brothers used to call me Bob. They’d laugh at me, and I didn’t get it. I’m 13 years old at the time, and then one day my brother’s friend says, ‘You know what Bob stands for? ‘Booty on back.’ You’re fat.’ Like my butt was so big I could reach for my wallet over my shoulder. And I broke down.
My brother Bob doesn’t want to be in government – he promised Dad he’d go straight.
We got into all the trouble you could ever imagine. We figured that if the Jones boys and all the gangsters ran Chicago, we had our own territory now. All the stores, all the crime, we were in charge of everything, my stepbrother and my brother.
I keep my skin – especially on my face and neck – out of the sun. My brother died of melanoma eight years ago, and I’ve got SPF on all the time, 24-7. It makes you realize, the sun is a wonderful thing, but it can be a very devastating thing. So sunscreen is key, and a lot of laughter, too.
I didn’t set out to be famous; if I’d wanted that, I would have gone on ‘Big Brother.’
My grandparents had died in 1983, and suddenly my brother is out jogging before Mass, and he dies.
Forgiving the men who killed my parents and brother was a process, a journey into deeper and deeper prayer.
My older brother and myself always played together in bands, but we never knew we would be professional musicians.
My mom is many times responsible for getting us all together, but we trade off at each other’s houses. My brother and I are actors and are traveling a lot of our job.
My brother says that I was writing songs about fate while he was off playing soccer. Now I tell him he’s 33 and being a professional while I’m playing soccer with my friends. Ha!
If you’re lucky like me, your relationship with your brother has resolved itself on the peaceful side of the fence and has stayed there. But if you’re someone who’s got a family that’s all fractured and finding it hard to relate, that’s a very sad place to be.
I love reality TV shows like ‘Big Brother’ where it’s smart game to vote off the strong competitors, especially early on to give the other people a fighting chance. From a game stance, it’s totally acceptable.
I come from a pretty scientific family. My sister is a neurologist and my brother is an engineer.
My brother and I were both good at science, and we were both good at English literature. Either one of us could have gone either way.
We were a very funny family. Humour was the tool with which my brother and I tried to get attention. We were always trying to be the funniest.
Sixty per cent of how you act is drawn from memories. And it’s about who you are. I am a son, brother, husband, father, and caretaker. You connect with certain instances and emotions.
The kind of issues that we face as detectives are similar to what the other married couples out there are facing, or the brother and sister, or the brother and brother are facing. Relationships are universal.
One time, when I was really young, my dad and brother were watching ‘Team America,’ the Trey Parker and Matt Stone movie. I walked in and they didn’t know I was there, but I got really freaked out by the marionettes – just the look of them, their mouths, those grins. That cemented in my brain.
Even with my father and brother dying, I didn’t quite process the grief.
My dream was to make it in life. I didn’t know how it was going to be. My brother guided me toward a wrestling ring, and I gravitated to it very quickly. It seemed like deja vu for me, and I said, ‘Wow, I think this might be it.’
I just wanted to be myself and that’s why I chose to do ‘Big Brother,’ because I wanted everyone to see the real Amy Childs.
My brother calls me penny wise, pound foolish.
My mum certainly isn’t a prude, nor is my brother, so I think I’m lucky to have a family like that.
I can’t work with my brother without laughing.
My parents are from Scotland and my sister and brother were both born in Scotland so my heritage is from there.
My brother Barry was into all sports, and so was my late father. For me, hockey was the one sport I loved and played. I didn’t really pay much attention to the other sports.
My dad and my brother were more keen on football, but I used to play canvas-ball cricket while at school in Ranchi, and we would have cricket coaching camps in the summer vacations. That’s how I started.
They couldn’t wait to get me out. My dad found my place, my mom helped me pack, and my brother was making architectural plans for my bedroom. It was just what you do at 18.
Griffin, my brother, 11 months younger, was sometimes the victim of my father’s fury – once Ryan famously knocked out his teeth.
My brother thinks it is very, very bad that I left Islam. My half-sister wants to convert me back; I want to convert her to Western values. My mum is terrified that when I die, and we all go to God, I will be burned.
I’ve got a fantasy-baseball team with my brother. But I have to admit, he does all the work.
And let me tell you, you boys of America, that there is no higher inspiration to any man to be a good man, a good citizen, and a good son, brother, or father, than the knowledge that you come from honest blood.
I come here tonight as a sister, blessed with a brother who is my mentor, my protector and my lifelong friend. And I come here as a wife who loves my husband and believes he will be an extraordinary president.
My brother and I have too good a relationship to spoil it by working together.
My dad was a produce man. He worked in grocery stores for 35 years. My mom just babysat kids and raised us. I have four sisters and one brother. I’m the baby.
I loved Martin Luther King more than a brother.
I have a younger brother and sister who actually play in my band, and we were always into Disney music, big time. The first time I heard myself sing was when I recorded myself singing a Disney song. I remember it because it was awful, and I didn’t expect to hear that. I think it was ‘A Whole New World’ from ‘Aladdin.’
Growing up, my brother and I were begging for attention.
My brother and I moved out to Hollywood initially to be a band, and where we lived, there was crime all over with my brother and I being the victims sometimes.
Zac Efron is like a brother who’s just goofy and crazy. He plays a lot of practical jokes.
I can’t remember a time when my mom didn’t work. She has forever been on the move: a go-getter. When my brother Adel and I had a paper route as kids, my mom would get up before us at the crack of dawn to drop off the Washington Post at different corners.
Would we not do well to have the pleasing of God as our motive rather than to try to elevate ourselves above our brother and outdo another?
Nothing can stop me from loving my brother.
I used to watch ‘Coming to America’ every day after school. I have full-on long-running inside jokes with friends and family about different scenes in that movie alone. Also, my brother and I loved ‘The Golden Child,’ so, yeah: I was a huge fan of Eddie Murphy growing up.
Praised be You, my Lord, with all Your creatures, especially Sir Brother Sun, Who is the day through whom You give us light. And he is beautiful and radiant with great splendour; of You, Most High, he bears the likeness.
The most dangerous word in any human tongue is the word for brother. It’s inflammatory.
I followed in my brother’s footsteps. I used to wake up at 5 a.m, and wait for him to complete his cricket practice just so I could play the 10-15 balls pitched to me at the end.
When I was three, I ran over my brother, David. Hed just been born, everybody was paying him attention and being the narcissist that I am, I ran him over with my tricycle.
There was no music at all during my childhood. The first time we heard music was when my eldest brother bought a tape recorder. Even then, only he was allowed to touch it. But in our house, we listened to legends such as Muhammad Rafi, Mehdi Hasan, Noor Jehan, Attaullah Khan Esakhelvi.
I heard my brother’s voice even though we were apart. I then answered the phone and found him on the line.
I find Jesus my confidant and companion, brother and savior; our relationship is intimate, vulnerable, demanding yet comfortable and reassuring.
Religion and gods and beliefs – for me, it all comes down to your brother. And your brother might be the brother in your family, or it might be the guy next to you in the foxhole – it’s about human connections.
We are a rugby family really. My dad and both granddads played rugby. Dad was good, on his way to Bath until he broke his leg. My brother Harry got an invitation to go and play for Bristol. I go and watch Sale Sharks and have been to Twickenham a few times.
My brother works at Weetabix in Kettering. That was taken over, there were redundancies. My other brother is a builder who has lost jobs, lost work. Football is not immune from that, it just happens to be in more of a spotlight.
I want to write something so simple, so short and so silly… and I want it to be for my brother.
I’d pull my little brother on our motorcycle on an inner tube behind it. We would go fishing, we would hunt some, growing up.
Before Angelina Jolie became a humanitarian, she was best known for wearing a vial of blood around her neck and kissing her brother.
My parents never forced things on my brother and me: not our faith, not our sports, not our friends. Yet they taught us about surrounding ourselves with the right people: the kind of people we want to be.
I was at the tail end of the family. The next brother along was already seven years older than me. I remember growing up by myself, playing games by myself.
I was the youngest. The yule lamb. The one who always got away without doing the washing up. My sister was four years older, and my brother six years.
I was a nut for Dostoevsky. You can tell a lot from what people read between those ages. My brother was a Steinbeck freak and now he lives in a little village in New Hampshire and he’s a baker.
My parents did a great job of raising me and my brother. Very supportive parents.
I don’t like to design single objects. I like my pieces to have a relationship to each other. They can be mother and child, like the Schmoo salt and pepper shakers, or brother and sister like the Birdie salt and peppers, or cousins, like most of my dinnerware sets.
All of my friends are like, ‘Look at me when I was a little kid. I was so cute!’ and it’s a picture of them in a tutu. I’m so terrified to show them my pictures, because it’s me in boy shorts and a ponytail and my brother’s shirt.
I change so many houses and places where I live; I change them like I change socks. I don’t have this absolute, kind of, how you say, attachment. My brother, if he just has to go to holiday to sleep in different bed, for him it is a disaster. I can sleep under this table or in a five-star hotel; I don’t care.
‘O Brother, Where Art Thou?’ was this role that utterly fell into my lap and changed my life.
I refused to conform to an image that a lot of people thought a president’s brother should adopt.
Then I got together with my brother and a friend and we decided to play dates. The more we played, the more we wanted to do it. And it got to a stage where we wanted to do it all the time.
I had eight brothers and sisters. Every Christmas my younger brother Bobby would wake up extra early and open everybody’s presents – everybody’s – so by the time the rest of us got up, all the gifts were shredded, ribbons off, torn open and thrown aside.
No one can complain about earning good money, but for me, it’s being able to help my family out, put my brother and sister through school, take my family on holiday. That’s where I get the biggest buzz, not buying a pair of £500 shoes.
Big Brother sounded like a silly stunt and that’s what it is.
My brother is a policeman; my sister’s an English teacher. When I hear what they make versus what I make, it’s ridiculous.
I had older brothers, and I don’t think there’s anything worse than an older brother. They pretty much told me the end of everything they got to see before I did.
From about eight years old I was always making things on the sewing machine. Friends would see me making dresses and costumes, and I’d use difficult fabrics such as Lycra and elastic. But you know, my dad was creative and my brother is inventive too.
I was myself brought up with my brother, whose name was Matthias, for he was my own brother, by both father and mother; and I made mighty proficiency in the improvements of my learning, and appeared to have both a great memory and understanding.
Mum left school at 15, and after a few years of modelling and dating jazz musicians, was married by 21 to my father, Mike Taylor, a journalist on the ‘Daily Mirror.’ They had my brother and me pretty quickly and had split up by the time I was two. I don’t really have any memories of them as a couple.
My father has been the real anchor of the family. He’s the one who has always encouraged my mother, my brother and me.
The best thing about having your brother in the same sport as you means you can go out and train together every day, and we can push each other on. That’s something many of our rivals don’t have when training day in day out.
My brother said ‘I want to start acting,’ and me and my sister just said, ‘Oh we’ll try it, we’ll see.’ It was just one of those things – we were just like, ‘Oh, we’ll see what happens.’
I think I’ve always been somebody, since the deaths of my father and brother, who was afraid to hope. So, I was more prepared for failure and for rejection than for success.
My brother is 10 years older than me, so whatever he listened to is what I listened to, and it was all rap.
My sister and my brother, of whom I have not spoken before, were considerably older than I; it seemed almost as if we belonged to different generations.
Son, brother, father, lover, friend. There is room in the heart for all the affections, as there is room in heaven for all the stars.
Drake’s my little brother; I love him to death, and he’s family-oriented.
So far we have not convinced the Chinese authorities. My own brother was refused a visa on what was probably my last chance of seeing him when he was going around the world on a tour. Scott Nearing was similarly refused.
My brother was a huge Tim Kerr fan. He loved the way Kerr would power to the net, and he related to that playing style.
I have a real passion for children. I always wanted to teach and only became an athlete because my parents told my brother Parenthesis and me that we should use any God-given talent we had.
Growing up in a Jewish matriarchal world inside the patriarchal paradise of Salt Lake City, Utah, gave me increased perspective on gender issues, as it also did my gay brother and my lesbian sister. Our younger sister is the perfect Jewish-American wife and mother, and is fiercely proud of that fact.
My brother told me I was going to be a poet. I had a good brother. He did a lot of good brotherly work.
My mom and dad passed away from cancer. Within nine months, I lost both of my folks. Immediately after that, I had a horrible betrayal where my brother, who worked for me, stole a lot of my money. He’s in jail now.
When it comes to vampires, Daniel Gillies’s Elijah is the cream of the crop. Since leaving ‘The Vampire Diaries’ to headline ‘The Originals,’ we’ve seen the brother of Klaus grow from the altruistic, steadfast, suit-wearing stud into a complicated, nuanced lead.
My dad and one brother are working the farm. They laughed when I said I wanted to act. We work very hard, but for my family, it’s just another experience in life, y’know?
My parents can’t always travel with me because my little brother is a world champion on dirt bikes.
The highlight of my childhood was making my brother laugh so hard that food came out of his nose.
The worst thing that happened to me as a child was seeing my brother get pushed into a cement mixer.
London 2012 was the toughest time in our relationship but also the best. Things could get fractious – we were both competing for gold – but standing next to my brother on the start line for a home Olympics was so special. I remember saying: ‘Let’s go.’
When I first started training Tae Kwon Do, it was more just for discipline. My brother and I were two knuckleheads and my mom being a single mother wanted us to get more discipline somewhere other than her yelling at us. But I had no visions at all or aspirations of going from Tae Kwon Do into mixed martial arts.
Hypocrite reader my fellow my brother!
I have a wonderful shelter, which is my family. I have a wonderful relationship with my brother and sister; this makes me feel that I know always where I belong.
Being a son, brother, uncle and brother-in-law is all I care about.
Tennis was always there for me, which was lucky. I would go play baseball, basketball, football, hang with my brother, do whatever, and at the end of the day I’d come back and say, ‘Hey, Mom, would you hit 15 minutes worth of balls with me?’
You know, me winning two gold medals, going for a third one, that’s nice. But being there with Mark and my sister, and my brother being the coach, it’s a dream come true. It’s going to be awesome.
I got tackled once in a movie theater. I was with my mom and brother, and then suddenly I got hit from behind and sort of sprawled out on the candy counter.
I was a tomboy and I didn’t have a bunch of brothers but I always wanted them and so I sort of adopted a few of my great friends to be my brother.
My brother Jim and I spent many wonderful summers working on dairy farms in Wisconsin owned by Mom’s cousins, and as members of our local Boy Scout troop.
So, you know, Nathaniel was my first child, born when I was 40, so, uh… And then in due course, he wanted a brother, and then I thought, ‘Oh, that’ll be bloody lucky!’ So, we ended up adopting a beautiful boy who was then five years old, from Ethiopia.
I get facials. I get a manicure and pedicure every week. I get my hair cut, and I oil myself down from head to toe. I got that from my brother. I was so impressed with how high maintenance he was. When he left the room, you could still smell him for an hour.
I have a younger brother.
My first two books, ‘Letters to a Young Brother’ and ‘Letters to a Young Sister,’ were… distributed pretty widely. Judges in juvenile justice facilities started citing the book as required reading.
I keep referring to them in the plural but all I’m dealing with is Bob. I don’t know where Harvey fits in the equation. He was very present at the beginning, winding his brother up. I don’t know where he is now.
I hate these reality TV shows where people walk off Big Brother and think they’re A-list celebrities when they’ve done nothing in their lives, it really does my head in.
I grew up in Chicago, so I’ve always been a Bears fan. Dad used to take me to Bears games and Cubs games. My brother used to ride me over to Lake Forest College on his Honda Supersport and we’d watch the Bears practice. I remember those guys out there as monsters – they were the biggest things I’ve ever seen!
My brother and I were separated when I was a child; we went with different parents.
Unlike my grandfather or my brother, I’ve actually been able to make some money at a racetrack.
But my brother Joey was there, and my sister Tina Nina Minnelli was there.
My brother Joseph, who is 14 years older than me, was already on his national military compulsory service when I was 4 years old, the age from which I remember myself.
Living in Sydney, I’ve taken the chance to start surfing again. One of my best memories of growing up is catching my first proper wave and surfing across it and my brother cheering at me from the shore.
My mother wanted to name me Jackie or Jacqueline but she got to name my sister and my brother, so my dad and my brother insisted on naming me. And they were big fans of ‘The Little Mermaid.’
I was the oldest of the children in my family. I had to do a lot of diaper-changing and lunch-making. I was taking my little sister to ballet, picking up my brother, sort of being a super-nanny.
I had always thought of Chris as my kid brother and watching how this kid, as I still thought of him, had affected so many people’s lives around the world was incredible.
We were unusually brought up; there was no gender differentiation. I was never thought of as any less than my brother.
Myself and my two younger sisters and brother were paid for any chores, whether it was washing pop’s car, sweeping the lawn or picking mangoes.
Luckily I have a brother who looks after my administration and my money, because I’m a total spendthrift.
When I was 6 years old, we were lighting firecrackers in the backyard and started a fire. My brother ran out and was pulling water from the creek and pouring it on the fire with a 7-Eleven Big Gulp cup.
I just did a picture book called The Wildest Brother on Earth, and you will find both of my children in there.
My brother had boxes of comic books. He was really the collector.
I’ve had a life where things have worked out for me beyond my wildest dreams, and my brother’s had just the opposite.
Bieber’s like my brother at this point.
I didn’t want people to say his brother Bing sings better than he does.
My dear brother Barack Obama has a certain fear of free black men. As a young brother who grows up in a white context, brilliant African father, he’s always had to fear being a white man with black skin. All he has known culturally is white. He has a certain rootlessness, a deracination.
I was born late – what my mother calls the last kick of a dying horse. There’s three of us children, but I’m 13 or 14 years younger than my brother and sister.
We lived, until I was 12 or so, in communal apartment with five different families and the same kitchen, in two little – my brother and me and my parents. It was hell, but it was a common thing. My father was not general or admiral, but he was colonel. He was teaching in military academy military topography.
When I go out there, I have no pity on my brother. I’m out there to win.
Obviously, having my brother on the bag is big for me. He’s my best friend. So you know, having my brother there, we spend a lot of time with our caddie. So, someone you enjoy being around.
My father passed away when I was seven, mom single-handedly brought up my brother Rahul and me. She was a civil surgeon posted in rural areas. We went through some tough times but she gave us a beautiful life.
After ‘Big Brother,’ people came up to me in the street shouting, ‘You woz robbed!’
I’d always also been interested in being in the army because my dad was in the army and my brother is an officer in the army.
For women who turn to welfare, Big Brother becomes Husband.
My brother Leon started it all. He played the piano. In school they made me leader of the orchestra because I played the violin, but I followed Leon and the boys in his jazz band around.
I come from a family of teasers myself. My grandfather was from Liverpool, and he had a dry sense of humor, and he would tease us terribly. My brother Beau was so skilled in his teasing that he could get a rise out of me by simply pointing at me.
When I was eight years old I went to visit my brother who was working on a movie of the week with my mother and I saw how much fun he was having and I decided I wanted to try it too.
I’ve always taken pride to be the white guy that can talk to the black people, that can refer to them truly as a brother from a different mother.
I performed adequately at school, but in comparison to my older brother, who set the record for the highest cumulative average for our high school, my performance was decidedly mediocre.
My father is a scientist , my mother a teacher, my brother is a Naval Officer and I am an entertainer – we all are doing out a bit for our country!
Crime is a very hard genre to feminise. If you have a female protagonist she is going to be looking after her mum when she gets older; she is going to be worried about her brother and sister; she will be making a living while bringing up kids.
Because our father played professional soccer, being in the spotlight never felt weird to me and my brother. We always felt we could do anything.
My brother is the lead singer of The Torn, and my parents are in a country duo.
My little brother is autistic, so I would love to be involved in a charity for autism, but I haven’t found the right one yet.
My brother was a great favorite with everybody, and his death cast a gloom upon the whole neighborhood.
My brother and I have been able to get on and have been very lucky to do things with our family that other people wouldn’t have been able to do. But then again, we’ve also been able to live a normal life as well.
I’m just a brother trying to figure it all out.
I believe destiny and hard work go hand in hand. I was studying to be an engineer when my mom and my brother sent my pictures for the Miss India contest. I didn’t even know about it. If that isn’t destiny, what is?
My brother Larry. He taught me how hard work and dedication to the game was the only way to make it. He’s taken care of all my business activities for me and my family for many years, and I thank him for that.
I take golf trips with my brother or with friends. We usually go to Pebble or Bandon Dunes. One year we went to Hawaii.
There is nothing to be compared to this, ’cause we lost our brother, our hero. The world is mourning. We are mourning. The fans are mourning. It is unreal. Unbelievable.
My brother and I were born in an Irish county called Tipperary. We were both very math- and science-inclined in high school. My dad trained as an electrical engineer, and my mom is in microbiology.
Today we know that World War II began not in 1939 or 1941 but in the 1920’s and 1930’s when those who should have known better persuaded themselves that they were not their brother’s keeper.
And then I got into sports and gave my guitar to my brother Jeff who was just a little kid at that time.
My mother was a woman who was very frustrated. She had a great deal of ability, and all this energy went into me and my brother.
Becoming a coach has to be in your blood. There are hundreds and thousands of former athletes out there, but there are maybe only 10 people who want to dedicate their lives by taking on a job as a coach. Not only a master, a coach should also be a brother or sister to his apprentices.
Oftentimes, even as a little kid, I would get up before anyone else. My brother would still be sleeping, my mom would still be sleeping, so I would literally play ‘Monopoly’ by myself. I would play board games; I would do things by myself.
Growing up I played in garage bands and cover bands with my older brother, and he got us a gig opening up for some hippie jam band. I was 15. I felt like such an adult!
My sister was drowning in the ocean once, and my brother and I dove in and saved her. True story. She owes us her life. It’s great leverage; we abuse it all the time!
American society to me and my brother was thrilling because, first of all, the food made noise. We were so excited about Rice Krispies and Coca-Cola. We had only silent food in our country, and we loved listening to our lunch and breakfast.
My father is an anchor and my brother is as well.
Big brother listening in on your phone calls – I got a problem with that.
Just about this time, when in imagination I was so great a warrior, I had good use in real life for more strength, as I was no longer taken to school by the nurse, but instead had myself to protect my brother, two years my junior.
My grandparents never understood why my mother Noreen chose such exotic names for her children: Damon and me. My granny insisted on calling my brother Dermot – a good Irish name – until she died; I was just known as ‘wee one.’
My love for dance music started when I was a child. Some of my earliest memories are hearing Trance music in the charts and later being heavily influenced by the eclectic tastes of my big brother, he quickly turned me into an avid Drum ‘n’ Bass head even though I was too young to rave.
My younger brother’s death in Vietnam was both sobering and cause for reflection. In ‘Fallen Angels’ I wanted to dispel the notion of war as either romantic or simplistically heroic.
When I was 12, my brother and I moved back to Honolulu to live with our mother. Hawaii felt like another universe, and reflecting on it, I am struck by how much more open and accepting it was.
I hated Chris, my brother. I would pull his hair and kick him, until one day my father gave him permission to fight back. I’ll be apologizing to him for the rest of my life.
My sister and brother are both writers as well. We are constantly discussing story and plot lines. And I love to discuss story ideas with my husband.
Co-directing is not possible with my brother. We have very different opinions.
My brother is nine years older than I am. He’s a psychology professor, I’m an actor, and so we look at life in two different ways. We thought it would be interesting to come together and take our unique perspectives and share them with everybody else.
My family moved – first to Washington, D.C., and then, in the spring of 1975, to Lebanon, where my father worked as a diplomat at the American embassy. My parents were enthusiastic about the move, so my older brother and I felt like we were off to some place kind of cool.
Only younger brothers will understand me. We’re following in the footsteps of older brothers. You are looking up to your brother. You want to do the same things. You want to do as good as he and do it even better.
We opened Panda Inn on June 8, 1973. The whole family – my parents, a brother and sister – all worked at the restaurant for free. We lived in a two-bedroom apartment in San Gabriel and didn’t have any money.
My sisters are stronger and my brother’s bigger than me.
My family life reads a bit like ‘Little House on the Prairie.’ I was big sister to Joan, Renee, and brother William, and we grew up in Dalkey, a little town 10 miles outside of Dublin. It was a secure, safe and happy childhood, which was meant to be a disadvantage when it comes to writing stories about family dramas.
Other actors don’t get asked about their brothers or sisters, so why do I have to always answer questions about having a twin brother? I suppose it’s interesting for everybody other than me.
My heroes were Eddie Van Halen – especially after Van Halen I, II, III, and IV – Randy Rhoads, Ace Frehley and dudes like that. My brother played drums and we jammed in the garage and started writing our own stuff.
Don’t ever criticize yourself. Don’t go around all day long thinking, ‘I’m unattractive, I’m slow, I’m not as smart as my brother.’ God wasn’t having a bad day when he made you… If you don’t love yourself in the right way, you can’t love your neighbour. You can’t be as good as you are supposed to be.
I come from a family of all women and one boy, my brother. We’re all women and we’re all precocious and opinionated and like to have fun and we always had friends in the house and we were always, like, half-naked.
I grew up in a house where my father encouraged my brother and me to fail. I specifically remember coming home and saying, ‘Dad, Dad, I tried out for this or that and I was horrible,’ and he would high-five me and say, ‘Way to go.’
A Western woman is not her brother’s or her father’s property. She’s just herself. She can choose her own lifestyle. But in a Muslim family, the honor of the man is between the legs of a woman.
We rarely know what motivates somebody in their work, and it’s usually a particular moment in their life. For me, that moment is my brother’s incarceration and the ways in which this country has decided to neglect, abuse, and sometimes torture people with severe mental illness, especially if they’re black.
I’ve watched all my brother’s films. But initially, I was sort of away from the whole Bollywood thing. But I’ve always supported bhai in whatever he did.
The Ertegun Jazz Hall of Fame will provide a center where the lives and the artistry of the greatest jazz musicians will be celebrated, and where people will come to learn about jazz, something to which my brother devoted his life’s work.
This character feels so much like my brother. He has two children. He has a wife. He works with me. He chooses to stay in New Hampshire because he wants his kids to grow up in the school they started with. He doesn’t want them to lose friends. He is his family’s hero.
The PRC is the big brother in this relationship, and it has the capacity to be generous to Taiwan on this issue in a manner that might do much to defuse that issue internally in Taiwan.
When I was growing up with Chris, I was the little brother that was kind of annoying: ‘Can I come?’ ‘Get out of here.’ ‘Can I play?’ ‘Get out of here.’ So that’s our relationship. I just do my own thing. I leave him alone.
I didn’t want a pickup with mud tires. I wanted an old blazer with as many speakers in the back as I could afford. I would even steal them out of my brother’s car and pack them in there. I remember sitting in a parking lot and turning my radio up and walking down the street to see how far you could feel it.
My mother used to leave me and my brother in the house by ourselves. The authorities came and got us. It took a year or two to get us back with my grandmother.
Well, I mean, you have an emotion, you want to express it. You don’t just look in the camera and do it. You want to hide from the embarrassment of your brother saying you’re not allowed to come into my town.
I was in a really crummy pop-punk band. I think we did a whole bunch of Blink-182 covers, and we were on the fringe of losers and jocks. So we invited all the cool kids to come watch us play in our bass player’s brother’s bedroom. And it was terrible, but everyone thought we were so cool.
Every time I’ve been to Los Angeles, I’ve hated it. My brother works there, so I usually go each year for a holiday.
My brother was an improviser. He’s now a lobbyist, but he used to perform improv in the city when he was in high school, and one of the funniest guys I know to this day.
Working with my brother is something that I’ve always wanted to do. He’s one of my best friends.
I’m trying to get people to see that we are our brother’s keeper. Red, white, black, brown or yellow, rich or poor, we all have the blues.
I always wanted a little brother because I felt like the little brother had to do everything.
My mom and my dad wanted my brother and I to have a better life, you know, better education, better jobs. It was probably harder, much, much harder, for my parents. When you’re a kid, you can learn a language much more easily; I learned English in less than a year.
So, my big brother was playing guitar and I figured I’d try it too.
Growing up, I absolutely loved skateboarding and dirt bike riding with my brother and the neighborhood kids.
I want to be alone and work until the day my heads hits the drawing table and I’m dead. Kaput. I feel very much like I want to be with my brother and sister again. They’re nowhere. I know they’re nowhere and they don’t exist, but if nowhere means that’s where they are, that’s where I want to be.
My older brother’s a cricket groundsman, my other brother’s a salesman, and my younger brother’s a trader in the City.
My earliest memories are making little Super 8 films – or watching my brother make stop-motion space spectaculars.
When I was 10 or 11, I was on this TV series called ‘Dead Man’s Gun’ and Henry Winkler was a guest star. He hung out with me and my brother the whole time. We had no idea who he was. Our parents were star struck.
The best way for women to acquire knowledge is from conversation with a father, a brother, or a friend, in the way of family intercourse and easy conversation, and by such a course of reading as they may recommend.
I was born in Swindon… a place that always looked west. I found that wherever I go I love to have a room with a view of the western sky. My late brother and I, when we were small, had a room at the back of the house that overlooked the sunset; and both for he and I it was kind of magical.
When I was in college, my brother, B.R. Chopra, who is everything to me, was a director in Bombay. He taught me filmmaking. What I am today is because of him.
Big Brother is watching you.
I remember being a little kid sitting in the living room with my brother and some friends from around the neighborhood, and I would sit at the piano and as they were running around the room doing different things and being silly, acting out, I would actually play the score for it – the music that went along with it.
I love my brother. I miss my brother.
My brother took me to my first football match when I was five, and I quickly acquired a passion for it: once you’ve walked into a football ground, you know there’s nothing comparable to it.
I work harder than every single person I know, and the only person that is on the same level as me is my brother. If you look at the top social media stars, it’s me and him. I think that’s our advantage. We’re not the prettiest; we’re not even the funniest, we’re not the wittiest, whatever it is.
My big brother Ryan was funny and unfailingly kind. He was one of the most talented musicians you might encounte, and had a prodigious ability to pick up any instrument and play it by ear within the span of a single day.
My family is everything. I am what I am thanks to my mother, my father, my brother, my sister… because they have given me everything. The education I have is thanks to them.
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.
My brother was always in bands and on the road when I was a kid and he was my inspiration. He never made it with a big band, in fact he never made a record. Here he is fifty-something years old.
The focus of our family life was homework and what was for dinner; getting to ballet rehearsal and getting my brother to soccer.
I served four years in the Air Force in South Korea, and my brother, Aaron, served in the Army there, too, on the DMZ.
Me and my brother are so focused on working together, building our careers.
My favorite song is Whitney Houston’s ‘I Will Always Love You’ because my brother used to sing it to me as loud as he could. Annoying then, favorite memory now.
My mother was the worst kind of stage mother. She would make me and my younger sister and brother little duckling costumes and put us in kiddie shows.
You know, my sister sings, my brother plays drums in my band. My whole family is a bunch of musicians.
You know, I endeavor to be more like my older brother. He’s very magnetic. He’s actually very much like ‘Castle’ in that people are attracted to him, and just want to be near him. You want to know where my brother is in a crowded room? He’s the guy with the crowd around him.
LeBron’s been like a big brother to me, watching me play and giving me pointers on just little things. I really look up to him.
If you want to know how your girl will treat you after marriage, just listen to her talking to her little brother.
It’s like Canada is the little brother to the United States and one day they are going to show the world they’re just as cool as their successful big brother.
My father had a real short fuse. He had a tough life – had to support his mother and brother at a very young age when his dad’s farm collapsed. You could see his suffering, his terrible suffering, living a life that was disappointing and looking for another one. My father was full of terrifying anger.
My brother is my best friend by choice and a superman.
I played rugby for years, and I had a rugby jacket that I lost when I was 14. Somehow, my brother found it in storage 15 years later, and he gave it back to me for my 30th birthday. That was amazing and probably one of the best gifts I’ve ever received.
It’s really about making opportunities for yourself and connecting with people on a more-than-normal level. That opens doors. You never know if the caterer’s brother is someone. You don’t know who someone is having dinner with that night. So being a nice person and touching people creates opportunity.
Our outward appearance is a reflection of what we are on the inside. Our lives reflect that for which we seek. And if with all our hearts we truly seek to know the Savior and to be more like Him, we shall be, for He is our divine, eternal Brother.
Dad made it to Gold Shield Detective, so he always busted Robin, my oldest brother, and me. Always got caught, whatever we were doing.
For me, Jesus is my cleft in the rock. He is my safest friend, my safe totally loving accepting big brother.
I would go visit my mom on Sundays, and my brother was working on stuff. I’d go in there and sing a little melody, then we started working with words and the next thing you know it was just born organically without really trying.
It’s a full time job – trying to be at peace in my life, trying to be a better person and be best in every way I can be, be a good brother, be a good actor and a good human being.
My brother has a tendency to get quite lyrical when he writes music; he gets so romantic, it’s borderline. I make it slightly more aggressive. I make the round corner a bit sharper.
I remember going home one day and telling my brother that I was going to give up football because I was 17 and was too old. My brother said he wouldn’t let me. He got me my first pair of real boots and those were the boots I managed to become professional in.
Mickey Mouse popped out of my mind onto a drawing pad 20 years ago on a train ride from Manhattan to Hollywood at a time when business fortunes of my brother Roy and myself were at lowest ebb and disaster seemed right around the corner.
I’d never taken a job purely for money – I felt that would kill me – but I was afraid that I was heading that way. Then, my brother passing away was the final thing that kicked me over. It reminded me that life is short, and you’d better do what you want while you have a chance.
Jesus Christ – He means the world to me. So many different situations I’ve been through, through my childhood and now my adulthood; I lost my brother at a young age. He got hit by a car right in front of me. I had to be strong for my mom.
There’s a lot of times that both myself and my brother wish, obviously, that we were just completely normal.
I drew a lot. I always had sketchbooks. My parents were really great about any gift-giving holiday – birthdays, Hanukkah, Christmas – it was always art supplies for my brother and I.
At first it was my brother’s songwriting and I was just doing what everyone told me.
I figure I’ll be champ for about ten years and then I’ll let my brother take over – like the Kennedys down in Washington.
I would write scripts and little plays and perform them in the living room for my family when I was little with my brother until my mom said, ‘Alright, you need to go do it somewhere else other than the house.’
Arizona is the worst place to spend the summer – it’s like 125 degrees – so my mom, my brother and I would go to the beach for two months to escape the heat.
My mother and father, with my newborn brother and me in the backseat of the 1938 Ford sedan that would be our family car for the next decade, moved to that hastily constructed Army ammunition depot called Igloo, on the alkaline and sagebrush landscape of far southwestern South Dakota. I was three years old.
I’ve got a really great family round me, two sisters and an older brother and my mum and dad. Everybody’s equal.
I love being around my family. I am very close to my mum, my brother, my grandmother, my aunts – we constantly poke fun at each other, but it’s all done out of love.
I was totally dominated and revered my father. I admired everything he did. He was a great sports person. He loved me. I was his only boy at that time, before my brother Billy came along.
There are so many people I would love to work with, like Al Pacino, Paul Newman, Gary Oldman – maybe Tom Cruise. I wanna play his brother in something – so call my agent!
I had a simple goal in life: to be true to my parents and our country as an honorable son, a caring brother, and a good citizen.
I started acting when I was, like, three. My brother was really smart, and he wasn’t being challenged enough, so my mom put him in the theater class. And I obviously followed him.
Well, when you’re the youngest of five, parents kind of lose interest more and more through the children. I think my eldest brother was under loads of pressure to do something amazing with his life, but by the time I came around they were like, ‘Well, let’s hope he doesn’t kill a guy.’
My father gave me formal education in raagdari. He died in Lahore in 1964 when I was 13. I was in the tenth year of school, and my father’s brother took me into the qawwali ensemble and started giving me formal education in qawwali.
My mom is just someone who’s easy to talk to and hang with. My sister, it’s always cool to be able to help her out with things. My brother is fun when we’re just joking and messing around. And my dad is someone who’s helpful with my music and easy to talk to about that stuff because he understands me in that sense.
‘Macbeth’ was the first play I ever read. In fact, I remember my brother Tom, who is six years older than me, coming home from school and telling me about it. He was the one that really got me going.
I have an older brother who is 21 and attends UC Berkley.
But for me it’s loads of pressure. Like, my mum is a strong independent woman, but obviously she relies on me a little bit. My little brother has his own job but he relies on me.
My brother is really, really slow.
My dad and my brother have Google alerts out on me.
I went to Amherst because my brother had gone there before me, and he went there because his guidance counselor thought that we would do better there than at a large university like Harvard.
I played some ping pong with the guys on the T’Wolves team. I might have been the champ on that team, too. But ping pong is a big part of my life. I grew up playing it against my brother and my father when I was young. They used to kick my behind for a long time, so I got very good at it.
My family background really only consists of my mother. She was a widow. My father died quite young; he must have been thirty-one. Then there was my twin brother and my sister. We had two aunts as well, my father’s sisters. But the immediate family consisted of my mother, my brother, my sister, and me.
My favorite Oscar story was a year my brother had been nominated, my whole family went.
People go back to the stuff that doesn’t cost a lot of money and the stuff that you don’t have to hand money to over and over again. Stuff that you get for free, stuff that your older brother gives you, stuff that you can get out of the local library.
My brother arrived some months after my father left. Um, and he ah, was thus eight years younger than me and it was um, you know, it was such a time that my mother probably had people wondering was it his.
I have a dream of re-creating the fantastic family I grew up in with my brother and my parents. I am lucky that I have such a good image of family life – my father and mother are still in love, still happy.
My mother didn’t want me to be in fashion. She was in the fashion business, so was my brother, and she thought it was too crazy for me. She wanted me to be married with children, to be independent, yes, but not to have a crazy life.
My brother was very important to me. And he played guitar. So that’s what I wanted to be. I wanted to be a guitar player. So he was the first one to inspire me to do something with my life. And I was so glad that he was there.
Three years into getting ‘The Witch’ financed, I was hanging out with my brother and he was like, ‘I’m working on this script. It’s a ghost story in a lighthouse.’ I thought, ‘Damn, that’s a really good idea, I wish I’d had it.’
My mother, Anne, was a cleaner and a shopkeeper. Out of economic necessity she had to hold down two jobs and she would take me and my older sisters, Dawn and Joanna, and my younger brother, David, with her when she cleaned houses.
Kissing Macaulay Culkin was like kissing a brother. It was really no big deal.
As fire kindled by fire, so is the poet’s mind kindled by contact with a brother poet.
Daniel, my big brother, is eight years older. I’m lucky he didn’t mind hanging out with his little sister and my younger brother.
Life is precious, and when someone dies it’s an opportunity to realise how precious it is. My brother drowned when I was 17. He was 15. I think I grew from that. My father didn’t. It really crushed him.
When I was a kid, I was surrounded by girls: older sisters, older girl cousins just down the street… except for an older boy named Vito who threw rocks. Each year I would wish for a baby brother. It never happened.
We did a two month tour with Taj Mahal that was really healing and cathartic and a good distraction after my brother passed away. Then I knew I wanted to take a year off, and it was really nice to have that chance to fall apart.
I dropped out of school after my tenth standard. But both my elder brother and younger brother are highly educated.
My brother always teases me about my forehead: ‘I could eat off it!’
My dad was a keen cricketer – he played at school and club level – but it was hard for him to find time for it because he was a farmer, so he encouraged me and my brother.
My brother and I are best friends.
I appreciate my brother, His Highness Sheikh Mohammad Bin Rashid Al Maktoum, Vice-President and Prime Minister of the U.A.E. and Ruler of Dubai, and the Council of Ministers, who face every morning challenges, but plan and remove all obstacles to score achievements.
My mum is a social worker and my dad’s a roofer. My brother Nicky and I were the first two in my family to go to university.
I recently saw this home video where my brother is playing this character Arsenio Grimley, who is a mix of Arsenio Hall and Ed Grimley – which, clearly, is my parents’ doing, because he’s, like, 10. He’s the host, I’m every guest, and then my dad is Elton John. That was a Saturday night.
My mother worked in advertising and my father was a journalist. But they split up when I was three and I grew up in a single-parent family. My mum brought my brother and I up.
We got to go to Lucas Ranch and, at that time, my brother was still living in a condo about a mile from Robin Williams, and so I made all of the other comics jealous because I got to get a ride home with him.
Not that I regret saying what I believed to be the truth, but I regret anything that I might have written or spoken that could have been used in a way to help to foster that atmosphere out of which came the loss of life of Brother Malcolm.
Growing up, we didn’t have anything. My mum wasn’t well, so I was in three care homes then foster homes before me and my little brother went back to her. I was passed from pillar to post.
My father was a really sharp cartoonist and filmmaker. He used to tape-record the family surreptitiously, either while we were driving around or at dinner, and in 1963 he and I made up a story about a brother and a sister, Lisa and Matt, having an adventure out in the woods with animals.
Language is political. That’s why you and me, my Brother and Sister, that’s why we supposed to choke our natural self into the weird, lying, barbarous, unreal, white speech and writing habits that the schools lay down like holy law.
If thy brother wrongs thee, remember not so much his wrong-doing, but more than ever that he is thy brother.
I went through a lot of bullying early on. Girls made my life a living hell. We had come to America from a different country. My brother and I had accents. It was very tough.
We are commanded to seek out those who are lost. We are to be our brother’s keeper.
A majority of Bon Qui Qui is my little brother, who is ghetto fabulous. He has no filter whatsoever. He just says what’s on his mind.
The only day I remember of my parents’ marriage was the day my dad walked out. As I stood there at five years old, with my older sister and younger brother, I knew that he was gone.
I’ve got no interest in football. My brother’s a footballer, too, and I was dragged to the freezing pitch every week as a child. I don’t see much glamour in it.
My uncle is a hemophiliac, and my brother is one as well. I am a carrier, and it’s a disease that my kids also deal with. It’s something that has affected my family and I for so long, and I think it’s actually what drove me to comedy as a means to cope during tough times.
My little brother and I took piano lessons at a young age and played music together later on in life just to play around at home until we decided to make a record. Eventually we started having more and more songs.
I grew up in Michigan, so I played hockey, football and basketball. I played a little bit of lacrosse, too. My brother played more lacrosse and ran track.
If you age with somebody, you go through so many roles – you’re lovers, friends, enemies, colleagues, strangers; you’re brother and sister. That’s what intimacy is, if you’re with your soulmate.
People are always coming up to me and saying, ‘I love you, love your work.’ And then the next sentence is, ‘I loved your brother.’ John made people laugh, and laughter is a powerful thing.
But as my brother was doing his research for a book about my father, it became his opinion that the most influential anti-semitism my father encountered when he was growing up was from Jews, because his relatives were German Jews, and doctors.
My father’s family came from Virginia and Philadelphia. He wasn’t a brother who talked a lot. He was a workingman, a quiet, blue-collar dude.
There are a lot of things I can take, and a few that I can’t. What I can’t take is when my older brother, who’s everything that I want to be, starts losing faith in things. I saw that look in your eyes last night. I don’t ever want to see that look in your eyes again.
Everyone knows that if you’ve got a brother, you’re going to fight.
My mother adores singing and plays piano. My uncle was a phenomenal pianist. My brother John is a double bassist. I used to play the piano, badly, and cello. My brother Peter played violin.
There was a year between school and getting going as an actor when I basically just watched films. Video shops were the new thing, and there was a good one round the corner and me and my brother just watched everything, from the horror to the European art-house.
When I was training, I trained with my younger brother Brady. I would wrestle some of my friends, who I had grown up with, which showed me some moves, but it was never a full on match. When I went to competitions, there were other girls, so I always wrestled girls.
I’m writing new songs for a Broadway version of Tarzan, which is very interesting. I think what I learned from the Brother Bear score side of things, I’ve brought into the new Tarzan songs. Thinking outside just guitar, bass, drums and keyboards.
My father, who had lost a brother, fighting on the Austrian side in World War I, was a committed pacifist.
I started training judo when I was 5 years old. I didn’t know much. My mom just took me and my brother to do some judo because we were very energetic. We did that for a couple of years. I don’t know why we stopped, but I came back to try other forms of martial arts like kung fu and karate when I was 12 and never stopped.
My mom and dad put my brother and sister through university and they were very keen for us to have an academic background just to give us a chance.
My first job, 9 years old, part-time, was selling Christmas cards door-to-door. Ten years old, my brother and I had paper routes. We delivered a morning paper called the ‘L.A. Examiner.’ Get up at 4 o’clock, fold your papers, deliver them and get ready for school.
Phil Niekro and his brother were pitching against each other in Atlanta. Their parents were sitting right behind home plate. I saw their folks more that day than they did the whole weekend.
I was the youngest child and got a lot more freedom than my brother and sister. I used to wander, doing my own thing under the radar, but I didn’t get in bad, bad trouble.
I met a hundred men going to Delhi, and every one is my brother.
My brother and I had unresolved things. I just wish I could have had one final conversation with him.
When I was really little, I wanted to be a wrestler so I could be like the girls I looked up to. My brother then told me that ‘You don’t want to be like your idols; you want to grow up and be better than them.’ To this day, that’s the best piece of advice I’ve ever gotten.
Honestly my brother has always supported me through everything and I can’t wait to support him 100 per cent.
My parents didn’t give me any scope to feel sorry for myself. They were just like ‘go play with your brother, go climb a tree, go fall off your motorbike, do whatever you want. Don’t come crying to us when you get scratched. You’ve got prosthetic legs – that’s very nice.’
I always say, ‘Honor thy mother and go to war for my brother.’
When my older and younger brother came to live in this country, they were attacked on numerous occasions and had to defend themselves. This was a country where it was hard to assimilate, it was difficult because a lot of people didn’t want you here.
I have an older brother who has autism – James.
My brother Alan – who was seven years younger than me – died from leukemia when he was 52. He never knew a day’s good health – I wish I could have given him some of my good health. But he was always so cheerful and sweet.
As I have discovered by examining my past, I started out as a child. Coincidentally, so did my brother. My mother did not put all her eggs in one basket, so to speak: she gave me a younger brother named Russell, who taught me what was meant by ‘survival of the fittest.’
I saw how, when my brother smoked reefer, it made my mother cry. He was 16 at the time. And I saw that she broke down and cried. I never wanted to hurt my mother, so I kept away from drugs.
My main teachers were my father and my mother and my brother.
Some people ask me whether I’m a ‘mama’s girl’ or a ‘papa’s girl.’ I’m nobody’s girl. My brother clings to our parents; I’m the one shoving them out the door.
My brother went on to have a long and sordid career.
I love putting myself in survival simulation. Whenever I get an off, I often go out for camping, and thanks to my brother who has taught me all the survival skills.
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.’
In high school I had a boyfriend who was super into rap, so I was into Too $hort and Wu-Tang for a little while. And my best friend’s older brother would sometimes drive us home in this pimped-out truck, and he’d play all his dirty rap music. We thought we were really cool.
My brother Martin is two years younger than me. There has never been any competition between us – clearly he was the good-looking one; he was also very sporty, and I am not a football player.
I went to my first dinosaur hall with my father and twin brother. We went to the American Museum of Natural History, and I was blown away by the dinosaurs.
I’ve been in scenes with my brother where I’ve been absolutely emotionally terrified to go somewhere. But because he’s my brother, I feel safe.
I chose to be Mrs. Johnny Cash in my life. I decided I’d allow him to be Moses and I’d be Moses’ brother Aaron, picking his arms up and padding along behind him.
It’s time for the party of big ideas, not the party of Big Brother!
My brother and I always had jobs and worked from a young age.
I adored my brother when I was younger, so I wanted to do everything he did.
My brother was a big marathoner. He was a great collegiate runner at Beloit College. He won his conference’s races, and he did tons of marathons. I would go out and run with him every once in a while just to hang out with him.
I don’t just wanna be James Franco’s little brother.
We all have, in my family, what we call the ‘Vorderman bottom’ – a sticky out, bigger-than-normal, signature, of the rear variety. It’s been a family joke all our lives – even my lovely brother has one. I know the lines to all the good singalong big bum songs.
I grew up in what some would call an immaculately clean home. I hated my mom a little for it. I wasn’t allowed to paint my nails, since they’d chip and ‘look trashy.’ My brother and I didn’t run around in clothes that had holes or were stained.
I’m really not into technology at all. My brother has to plug the Xbox in for me.
When you go somewhere like Kenya and you see how the children don’t have pencils and pens, and all of these things are considered luxuries, and what a privilege they see education as and how hungry they are to learn, I wanted to give my brother and sister long lectures. That definitely stayed with me.
When we started with ‘Big Brother’ and created the reality genre, no one could ever foresee that there was so much space in the genre that it could deliver so many formats. There will be periods where there is not enough new stuff to keep the genre alive. But it will never die.
As a warning to parents, I mention that my father preferred me to my brother, which was very injurious to both of us. To me, as tending to produce in my mind a feeling of self-elevation; and to my brother, by creating in him a dislike both towards my father and me.
I used to work in ‘Big Brother’ in the third series, I was a logger, which was the worst of all jobs, you had to sit and watch what happens and type it into a computer.
The first music I ever got into was the ’80s alternative bands that my brother listened to, like The Cure and The Smiths and R.E.M. and Fugazi. I can remember specifically saying The Cure was my favorite band back in second grade.
My younger brother ended up the British chess champion 10 times, a record.
I watched Italia ’90 with my Mum and Dad and my brother, you know, leaping around the house when the penalties were on… It would be great to be part of that, to have that kind of impact.
‘Wild Swans’ showed me there are Chinese traditions that still affect my life. For example, it’s not that women are inferior, exactly, but my dad and my brother are the most important men in my life and I would do anything for them. I feel like I should be the one cooking and looking after them.
My parents, Arthur and Olwen, were honest, working-class people who raised my brother Arthur, sister June, and me with the values of that era – patriotism, stoicism, honesty, concern for your neighbours, and judging a man by what he did rather than what he had.
Anytime you get to play your brother, it’s a lot of fun.
Proclaim human equality as loudly as you like, Witless will serve his brother.
Me and my older brother were taken from my mother at the same time so we were pretty tight.
Although I feel very French, a part of my heart is in the States. When my brother and I arrived, we didn’t really speak any English, and when we left, that’s all we spoke when we played together. It was just a beautiful place to grow up.
When I was 8 years old, my brother was making the noises of the animals I was eating, so I decided to go vegetarian. Then I would give up because I was 8.
I had a sister who was killed in a motorcycle wreck when I was around 4 years old. My parents adopted her son, and so my nephew became my brother. He was three years older than me, so through him, I was exposed to hip-hop.
My wife used to tell me one of my best qualities was that my feet don’t smell, but I remember my brother’s did when we were kids.
When I received the call saying: ‘Bruno, you have the chance of moving to Manchester’ I called my wife, my brother, my sister, my mother and just started crying. But I was crying through happiness.
No life’s worth more than any other, no sister worth less than any brother.
I’m sick of very white teeth and lots of gymnasium practice. I’m bored, you know, send in the next one. I wanted a real man that I could believe was my brother, my father, you know, my next-door neighbor – a real person.
Every year since I was very small, my family – Mum, Dad, sister Charlie-Ann and brother Stephen – and I have been holidaying in Carvoeiro in the Algarve, so that has very fond memories for me.
It’s funny because I remember playing ‘Grand Turismo,’ and I would get yelled at by my brother for moving the controller as if it was a wheel. He was, ‘It’s not gonna help you.’ Now you have a Wii, and you could actually move and control it.
I played tennis. My older brother, Joseph, was a cello player, and I played the cello, but he was better than me at the cello, and he was also a better tennis player than me, so I was always like, ‘I wish there was something that only I did!’
P.C. is just too Big Brother – telling me how I should act and feel.
I think Daniel Bryan reminds me a lot of my brother, Owen.
Growing up, me and my brother, we were kind of exact opposites. We were completely yin and yang. He was more rough and tumble, and I just wanted to play with my girlfriends.
My grandad was a miner. My father, brother, and uncles all work in industry.
I come from a family of educationists and both my parents as well as my younger brother and his wife are teachers.
The last episode of Dallas was in ‘1991.’ Unfortunately, it was a terrible episode to end the show on: it was a sort of ‘It’s a Wonderful Life’ with Larry as the Jimmy Stewart character. In that episode, I was an ineffectual-schlep kind of brother, who got divorced three or four times and was a Las Vegas reject.
The first-born in every family is always dreaming for an imaginary older brother or sister who will look out for them.
I was born and raised in Southall; we had two houses which we made into one big one because there were 12 of us living there: me and my bro, my parents, my grandparents, and my dad’s brother’s family.
They’re saying Arnold will get 95% of the vote. At least according to his brother, Jeb Schwarzenegger.
I was born in New York City in 1926, four years after my parents and my brother migrated to the United States from the city of Odessa in Russia.
I want to have lots of bodyguards around me and be surrounded by beautiful women while watching my brother play at Wimbledon.
My brother and I were brought up outdoors. We appreciate the countryside; we appreciate nature and everything about it.
You know, my brother won’t walk out of a restaurant with me anymore because he doesn’t want to be linked to me as my new ‘mystery man.’ Same with my close guy friends.
My big brother still thinks he’s a better singer than me.
I have a brother and sister; my mother does not care for thought, and father, too busy with his briefs to notice what we do. He buys me many books, but begs me not to read them, because he fears they joggle the mind.
I grew up raiding my brother’s comic book stash. I tried to lose myself in fiction.
I buried my baby brother this year because of the opioid crisis, I’ve seen my friends and family, strong miners born and bred in these hills out of work, and people crying out for help.
Sometimes it’s so weird just to do an interview. This morning I was back in my parents’ house, with my brother, and we went for a jog together, then had breakfast as a family. And a couple of hours later I’m wearing high heels and a dress and makeup, and talking about my job.
My brother is gay – he’s a couple of years older than me, and I could not be more proud of him. It was right for him. If a player was going through something similar at a younger age, I feel I would be understanding because I was there to watch it with my brother.
After Lock, Stock, all these really nasty small town characters came knocking at my door trying to tell me stories, and somehow I ended up with this guy whose brother was feeding people to pigs, and that’s what he did to get rid of people.
The knowledge that we have brother scouts working in the same uniform, to the same ends, in the same way, in all corners of the Empire, cannot but make scouts proud of their brotherhood, and cannot fail to bring them into closer sympathy.
My mother sent me to psychiatrists since the age of four because she didn’t think little boys should be sad. When my brother was born, I stared out the window for days. Can you imagine that?
I’m a quasi-only child. With my brother and sister, I’ve more of a tendency to be semi-maternal. So, yes, I spent a lot of time talking to myself – I had this big dressing-up box and would just dress up as lots of characters and talk back to myself… Verging on schizophrenia, I suppose, if you analyse it carefully.
The theater is the only branch of art much cared for by people of wealth; like canasta, it does away with the brother of talk after dinner.
I was born and raised in the Bronx and my grandfather and my brother Garry were huge Yankees fans. One of my first memories is of them listening to a game on the radio and screaming at the radio. My brother would cry when they lost, and when I was really little, I didn’t know why he was crying.
The short story is still like the novel’s wayward younger brother, we know that it’s not respectable – but I think that can also add to the glory of it.
I’m from Pennsylvania, so I was in New York a lot and my brother lives in New York.
Celebrity culture, it’s everywhere, isn’t it? It’s reality TV, Big Brother. I didn’t become a footballer to be famous, I became a footballer to be successful. I didn’t want to be famous. Now people want to be famous. Why? Why would you want people following you about all day?
When you’re picking a basketball team, you’ll take the brother over the guy with the yarmulke. Why? Because you’re playing the odds.
I did grow up with Michael Landau, my brother since we were 12 years old. That was competition but in the best way. He is such a monster, always was, and we had a blast growing up playing in bands and early recording and are still the best of pals.
My mother stopped working when she had my brother. She was a full time mom until I started getting heavily into ice skating lessons, and it got to the point where they really needed my mom to earn an income.
