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“... I called my brother, Hank, and told him I was feeling frightened. Hank is the levelheaded one, the sane one, the calm one. He always has been. We have never let the fact of my being older get in the way of Hank being the wise older brother.”
― John Green, The Anthropocene Reviewed: Essays on a Human-Centered Planet

“Forgive us, my lord, for you have us at a disadvantage. My sister is frankly deplorable at conducting courtly conversation. The only thing worse than her ability to make appropriate small talk with royalty is her attempt to let a man lead her on the dance floor. Your timely interruption has saved me from the chore of attending dance lessons with her. My feet thank you.”
― C.J. Redwine, The Shadow Queen

“And, actually, I was feeling pretty good at the time. My brothers were like individual rays of sunshine that had come crashing into my room to drive out the fragments of Despair. For a few minutes, everything was golden. And everything was okay.”
― Abbie Emmons, 100 Days of Sunlight

“I would have found you anywhere.â€� He reached forward. Tugged that piece of her hair, then tucked the curl behind her ear. “Across the world and under it. No matter how well you hide. It doesn’t matter where you go. I’ll always find you. Understand?”
― Chloe Gong, Foul Heart Huntsman

“Because I never wanted you to know!' Alastair burst out. 'Because I wanted you to have a childhood, a thing I never had. I wanted you to be able to love and respect your father as I never could. Every time he made a mess, who do you think had to clean it up? Who told you Father was ill or sleeping when he was drunk? Who went out and fetched him when he passed out in a gin palace and smuggled him in through the back door? Who learned at ten years old to refill the brandy bottles with water each morning so no one would notice the levels had sunkâ€�?' He broke off, breathing hard.”
― Cassandra Clare, Chain of Gold

“Ty and Livvy were the last to come say good-bye to Jules; Livvy embraced him fiercely, and Ty gave him a soft, shy smile. Julian wondered where Kit was. He'd been glued to Ty's and Livvy's sides the whole time they'd been in London, but he appeared to have vanished for the family farewell.

"I've got something for you," Ty said. He held out a box, which Julian took with some surprise. Ty was absolutely punctual about Christmas and birthday presents, but he rarely gave gifs spontaneously.
Curious, Julian popped open the top of the box to find a set of colored pencils. He didn't know the brand, but they looked pristine and unused. "Where did you get these?"

"Fleet Street," said Ty. "I went out early this morning."

An ache of love pressed against the back of Julian's throat. It reminded him of when Ty was a baby, serious and quiet. He hadn't been able to go to sleep for a long time without someone holding him, and though Julian had been very small himself, he remembered holding Ty while he fell asleep, all round wrists and straight black hair and long lashes. He'd felt so much love for his brother even then it had been like an explosion in his heart.

"Thanks. I've missed drawing," Julian said, and tucked the box into his duffel bag. He didn't fuss; Ty didn't like fuss, but Julian made his tone as warm as he could, and Ty beamed.

Jules thought of Livvy, the night before, the way she'd kissed his forehead. Her thank-you. This was Ty's.”
― Cassandra Clare, Lord of Shadows

“We found out yesterday that Robert has won the Drama Desk Award for Possessed, a huge Broadway honor. Jeff—who is over the moon about it—is planning a fiftieth birthday party/award celebration. Of course I have to be there . . . and of course Calvin will be, too.

No way am I going solo. I need major reinforcements, and nobody makes me laugh harder than Davis.

“I know where this is going,� he says once I’ve explained the situation. He lets out a long sigh. “Does this mean I need to get a plane ticket and rent a tux?�

“Well yeah, because I want my date to look hot.�

“That is some Flowers in the Attic stuff, Holls. Don’t be weird.”
― Christina Lauren, Roomies

“Losing a sibling is missing the one person who you could truly be yourself with.”
― Anoir Ou-Chad

“The love of sibling is the most unconditional love of all. It is pure and loyal. A love without demand, without expectations or pretense.”
― Anoir Ou-Chad

“I used to wonder to myself , Is this what it's like to have a younger sibling? I wouldn't know , being an only child myself. Because Joon, knowing you followed , always walked a little slower.”
― Axie Oh, The Girl Who Fell Beneath the Sea

“Ryke would endure hell for eternity if it meant that I could go to heaven.

Once upon a time, I think I would’ve let him. Not anymore.”
― Krista Ritchie, Addicted After All

“Yes, some people are against you, and there's still more OCD things we haven't discussed. But you're not a freak. Whenever you feel comfortable confiding in me, I'm here. Except when I'm unconscious, but I think you get that.”
― Sarah Gracia, Prisoners of War

“One foot after another; he tried to keep his mind clear. But a thought broke his concentration- Sophia. Once he left London, he would never be able to see her again. Nick did not identify his feelings for her as love, because he knew himself to be incapable of that emotion. But he was conscious of a rip in his soul, a sense that to leave her for good would mean the loss of the fragment of decency he still possessed. She was the only person on earth who still cared for him, who would continue to care, no matter what he did.”
― Lisa Kleypas, Lady Sophia's Lover

“NOBODY pulls a knife on my little brother.”
― A.J. Sky, Icestorm

“The love of siblings is the most unconditional love of all. It is pure and loyal. A love without demand, without expectations or pretense.”
― Anoir Ou-Chad

“The forgotten siblings become distant strangers”
― Tamerlan Kuzgov

“Why are your siblings so important to you? Because I came into this world a sibling, they were my first friends, the first persons I fought with, the first persons who taught me forgiveness, the ones who activated my protective instincts, the first persons to love me unconditionally apart from my parents. They are also the most cherished gifts that my parents gave to me.”
― Tilicia Haridat

“Our friends are siblings we discover, while our siblings are friends gifted to us by fate.”
― John Joclebs Bassey, Night of a Thousand Thoughts

“I can’t…â€� he said, gasping as if he, too, were starved of air. “I can’t…â€� Kell’s voice wavered as his fingers tangled in his brother’s bloody shirt. “I can’t give up.”
― V.E. Schwab, A Darker Shade of Magic

“FRIEND. You must leave this house

USHER. How can I? These walls are my skin. This room is my heart. Besides, I have a sister.”
― Steven Berkoff

“I don’t want to kill you, Sergeant, but you’re standing between me and my sister. I’ll ask you only once to get out of my way.”
― Kyoko M., The Starlight Contingency

“Do you remember the rabbits? I ask, keeping her. A short, thick-sounding No. Luca used to be a good liar.
You must! There were dozens. He'd buy them as presents-
I don't remember, she says, turning away, Understand me, Dolores, I don't remember One Single Thing.
The rain and the cage and Luca standing in the garden, denying everything. The heaving in me comes out as a shout.
Well I do! You and Rose, locking me in there. Shame on you, Luca!
She faces me. In the twilight, her own sickness shines like a jewel. Luca closes her eyes; she's tired of not remembering.
Dol, we were letting you out, she says.”
― Trezza Azzopardi, The Hiding Place

“A scream.
Not from Rose, who has covered her mouth. Not from Fran, smothered beneath the weight of him. The sound stops Frankie. He crawls over his daughter's body to hide in the shadow of the wall. Fran staggers away. A moment passes before he follows her inside, ducking low as if the sky will fall and crush him. Rose is reminded of a chimpanzee at the circus.
In the kitchen, Frankie is rinsing the buckle under the cold tap. He doesn't look up, but he senses Rose at the door. He runs his finger along the brass tongue.
Fetch Dolores to me, is all he will say.
But she won't. She won't let him have her.”
― Trezza Azzopardi, The Hiding Place

“Were you close?"
She nodded. "Losing our parents at a young age drew us together."
Lucien tensed, scanning her face.
She looked away. "He lingered for three weeks before he died. He was twenty-nine."
"I'm sorry," he whispered.
She gazed at him for a long moment as though sizing him up while the wind riffled through their hair and clothes. Then she smiled wryly. "Don't be. If Phillip were alive, he would have challenged you to a duel and shot you dead for all of this."
"Ah," he said in chagrin as she turned away with a chiding smile and walked on.”
― Gaelen Foley, Lord of Fire

“Dear Lord," he said, "let me be like Aron. Don’t make me mean. I don’t want to be. If you will let everybody like me, why, I’ll give you anything in the world, and if I haven’t got it, why, I’ll go for to get it. I don’t want to be mean. I don’t want to be lonely. For Jesusâ€� sake, Amen.â€� Slow warm tears were running down his cheeks. His muscles were tight and he fought against making any crying sound or sniffle.

Aron whispered from his pillow in the dark, "You're cold. You've got a chill." He stretched out his hand to Cal's arm and felt the goose bumps there. He asked softly, "Did Uncle Charles have any money?"

"No," said Cal.

"Well, you were out there long enough. What did Father want to talk about?"

Cal lay still, trying to control his breathing.

"Don't you want to tell me?" Aron asked. "I don't care if you don't tell me."

"I'll tell," Cal whispered. He turned on his side so that his back was toward his brother. "Father is going to send a wreath to our mother. A great big goddam wreath of carnations."

Aron half sat up in bed and asked excitedly, "He is? How's he going to get it clear there?"

"On the train. Don't talk so loud."

Aron dropped back to a whisper. "But how's it going to keep fresh?"

"With ice," said Cal. "They're going to pack ice all around it."

Aron asked, "Won't it take a lot of ice?"

"A whole hell of a lot of ice," said Cal. "Go to sleep now."

Aron was silent, and then he said, "I hope it gets there fresh and nice."

"It will," said Cal. And in his mind he cried, "Don't let me be mean.”
― John Steinbeck, East of Eden

“I want to tell you both,â€� Monty says, his face still against my shoulder. On my other side, Felicity raises our linked hands and twirls under them. “Only because I’m feeling sentimental and silly and I’ve cried a lot today. And this may be the one and only time you hear these words from my lips, so listen carefully.â€�
“Oh God, steel yourself,� Felicity mutters.
“I love you both very much. And I’m glad you’re here with me.� He looks straight at me when he says it. One of the petals from his flower crown tumbles free and lands on my jacket. “I’m glad we’re all here.�
“That’s very nice,� Felicity says, patting him on the side of the head like he’s a dog. “May I go now?�
“You’re such a shrew.� Monty hooks an arm around her neck, pulling her against him and planting a kiss on her cheek. She shrieks in surprise, nearly toppling them both in her attempt to get away. He grabs me for balance, and it feels like being children with them in a way I never was. Barefoot in an English field, reckless and young, tumbling into each other with the wild abandon of those who have never known themselves apart and have no reason to doubt that the others will always be there, holding on to them and holding them up when they can’t stand any longer.
I close my eyes. Turn my face to the light-soaked sky.
And take a breath.”
― Mackenzi Lee, The Nobleman's Guide to Scandal and Shipwrecks

“Is he going to die?â€�
She stops and considers this, and I wonder if she can already tell I am as sensitive as a new bruise, one good poke all it would take for complications to arise. “If he doesn’t,â€� she replies at last, turning back to her work, “I’m going to kill him myself.”
― Mackenzi Lee, The Nobleman's Guide to Scandal and Shipwrecks

“As to not bestir Joseph, who was fast asleep and snoring, Nellie softly said to him, “You know . . . their departure is rather bittersweet,â€� she whispered. “I left my siblings. Ma and pa left them. Then my siblings left to find us. Now they have left us so they may find themselves.â€� Nellie let out a soft chuckle. “Funny how life is.”
― LAURA LANGDON, Nobody's Bride: A Nellie Bishop Romance

“How did you find us?â€� I ask, looking between him and Percy.

“When it became apparent you had absconded with a member of Scipio’s crew, I consulted him for information about your partner in crime,� Monty says. “At which point he informed me that the woman you had chosen to hang your hopes upon is a member of the Crown and Cleaver fleet and that any dealings you might have with her were likely to be criminal at best.�

“Why did he take Sim on if he knew she was dangerous?� I ask.

“I was raised under the Crown and Cleaver,� Ebrahim says from the stairs, and I jump. I had forgotten he was there. “I vouched for her.�

“Which of course led to him feeling responsible,â€� Monty says, “and Scipio feeling responsible, and also Percy and I felt responsible and we were all determined to get you out of whatever trouble you had so determinedly gotten yourself in. Don’t look so surprised. We’d move heaven and earth for you. Unless of course there is any actual heavy lifting involved, in which case, I’ll abstain, but don’t believe that in any way tarnishes the sentiment.”
― Mackenzi Lee, The Lady's Guide to Petticoats and Piracy

“Mario had gotten his pants on and was using his special tool to zip and button. Mario worked his tool with great patience. It often took him several tries to catch and engage the tool’s jaws on the tongue of his zipper. I helped Mario on with his police lock’s vest and affixed the Velcro nice and tight. Mario’s chest is so fragile-feeling that I could feel his heartbeat’s tremble through the vest and sweatshirt.”
― David Foster Wallace, Infinite Jest