The Brother's hood fell back, and his silvery hair shone out in the dim chamber like starlight. All the air rushed out of Tessa's lungs in a single instant. The Silent Brother was Jem.
Cassandra ClareStichwörter: awe brother silent jem omg
When I look at each of my brothers, I see two things. First, I see the next place I want to leave a rosy welt. Second, I see a good man who will always be there, no matter how hard life gets for me or him. Then, I get out of the way because I realize he’s coming at me with a wet dish towel.
Dan PearceStichwörter: brothers brotherhood brotherly-love brother
Run, Torak! The bear...is...possessed...
Michelle PaverStichwörter: death danger father brother wolf bear michelle paver torak
You’re not pathetic. Actually, I envy you a little.”
“Because I’m a mess?” Zach asked dryly.
“No. Because you’re not afraid to be a mess.
Stichwörter: brother zach cade
And at other times when Kellyanne held out Pobby and Dingan were real I would just sit there saying, "Are not. Are not. Are not," until she got bored of saying, "Are. Are. Are," and went running out screaming with her hands over her ears.
And many times I've wanted to kill Pobby and Dingan, I don't mind saying it.
Stichwörter: sisters siblings brother imaginary-friend ben-rice pobby-and-dingan
I don't feel the need to explain my actions to her. I don't clarify, I don't doubt, I don't worry. I don't tell her everything, not anymore, but I tell her more than anyone else, by far. I tell her as much as I can.
Gillian FlynnStichwörter: love family trust brothers family-relationships loyalty sisters siblings brother unconditional-love sister twins sibling-relationships family-love sibling-bond
The unknown grayish mystifying forest was benumbed into frost-covered cold, and the tremendous pines towering above the dark marshy soil resembled a gathering of severe mute brothers from a forbidden ancient order worshiping forgotten gods no one had ever heard of outside of the world of secret occult visions.
Simona PanovaStichwörter: love romantic frost vision world god romance silence sinister dark darkness dream secret myth secrets trees mystery worship brothers gods sacrifice haunted ritual visions ancient tree gothic tower forest unknown young-adult mythology atmospheric deity land mysterious brotherhood atmosphere nightmare coldness brother cold numb heard forbidden occult order ghost silent rite pine occultism secretive ominous realm gothic-romance mute grey goth gray deities haunt severe nightmarish resemble noiseless benumbed forbid mystify mystifying tremendous
La vida son pasos. Y a cada paso que das, dejas algo atrás.
Jordi BalaguerStichwörter: past fantasy memories brother
What do you know about somebody not being good enough for somebody else? And since when did you care whether Corinthians stood up or fell down? You've been laughing at us all your life. Corinthians. Mama. Me. Using us, ordering us, and judging us: how we cook your food; how we keep your house. But now, all of a sudden, you have Corinthians' welfare at heart and break her up from a man you don't approve of. Who are you to approve or disapprove anybody or anything? I was breathing air in the world thirteen years before your lungs were even formed. Corinthians, twelve. . . . but now you know what's best for the very woman who wiped the dribble from your chin because you were too young to know how to spit. Our girlhood was spent like a found nickel on you. When you slept, we were quiet; when you were hungry, we cooked; when you wanted to play, we entertained you; and when you got grown enough to know the difference between a woman and a two-toned Ford, everything in this house stopped for you. You have yet to . . . move a fleck of your dirt from one place to another. And to this day, you have never asked one of us if we were tired, or sad, or wanted a cup of coffee. . . . Where do you get the RIGHT to decide our lives? . . . I'll tell you where. From that hog's gut that hangs down between your legs. . . . I didn't go to college because of him. Because I was afraid of what he might do to Mama. You think because you hit him once that we all believe you were protecting her. Taking her side. It's a lie. You were taking over, letting us know you had the right to tell her and all of us what to do. . . . I don't make roses anymore, and you have pissed your last in this house.
Toni MorrisonStichwörter: women feminism mother feminist father brother son abuse song-of-solomon male-privilege
Your relationship with your brother will be, in many ways, the most complex and bewildering of all the interpersonal connections you will form. An older brother is both authority and peer, friend and bitter enemy, partner and rival, and will play these contradictory roles to varying degrees throughout your life. At this point the rivalry is most prominent, owing to the difference in age and the resentment your brother feels toward you monopolizing your mother's attention. Try to remember, in the face of the poor treatment you receive at his hands, that more than a pure desire to cause you harm or pain, this is an effort on his part to win back some of that attention, even if it's only through being scolded and punished.
Ron Currie Jr.Stichwörter: family relationships siblings brother
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