#brother

Never hold resentments for the person who tells you what you need to hear; count them among your truest, most caring, and valuable friends. ↗

— Mike Norton

#brotherhood #envy #friend #friendship #need

It wasn't school that I dreaded at all. School was not half bad. In many ways, this year had been downright fun. No, what I hated most about school was the fact that I had to come here all by myself. Simon and Peter went to their classes and did their own things, and I had to do my own thing. The thing I loved about summer was that I shared it with my brothers. Sure, my brothers and I often fought, but the best times in my life came when I was with them. School was a time when I had to go and do something without a brother at my side. ↗

— Matthew Buckley

#school #summer #life

Worried, she looks to her left at the tall Tenshi master standing next to her. Jack Devon, her mentor and her friend. The boy who has saved her life countless times, who she admires more than anyone else even if he never understands how she can put up with him. Whose chocolate brown hair reminds her of what used to be home, whose eyes are the brightest of the blue marbles she played with as a kid, and whose smirk is what makes her smile. Jack Devon, her mentor and her friend. No, scratch that—he is her brother, and her best friend. He says nothing but his eyes mutter soft words of comfort. ↗

— Hannah Nikka Bryan

#best-friend #brothers #friend #gloria #jack

I pray that you will understand the words of Jesus, “Love one another as I have loved you.” Ask yourself “How has he loved me? Do I really love others in the same way?” Unless this love is among us, we can kill ourselves with work and it will only be work, not love. Work without love is slavery. ↗

— Mother Teresa

#brotherly-love #christian-behavior #love

With his fantastic mane of multicoloured hair, Phury should have been in Hollywood's league with the ladies, but he'd stuck with his vow of celibacy. There was room for one and only one love in his life, and it had been slowly killing him for years. ↗

— J.R. Ward

#phury #zsadist #life

~“She likes my dog, doesn’t take my crap, and looks at me like I can be the kind of man Dad was. When she cooks…she wears this apron…And I love her so damn much that I have no idea how I’m suppose to wake up tomorrow and pretend like my life hasn’t just fucking ended” Marco Delucca ↗

— Marina Adair

#marco-delucca #st-helena-vineyard #summerin-napa #love

Er det sant at du gjorde rent i huset mitt?” spurte hun. Å pokker… Det eneste svaret han hadde på det, var alt for avslørende. “Er det?” “Ja. Jeg gjorde det” “Jeg kommer til å klemme deg nå” Z stivnet, men før han rakk å komme seg unna, la armene hennes seg rundt midjen hans og hodet la seg mot den nakne brystkassen. ↗

— J.R. Ward

#lover-reborn #men

[S]isters could do a great deal for their brothers, if they would. ↗

— Isabella Macdonald Alden

#relationships #siblings #sisters #relationship

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. ↗

— Tito Jackson

#apologize #become #brother #brothers #friends

My father used to play with my brother and me in the yard. Mother would come out and say, "You're tearing up the grass"; "We're not raising grass," Dad would reply. "We're raising boys". ↗

— Harmon Killebrew

#brother #come #dad #father #grass