Anna Quindlen Quotes

I loved my mother, but I don't like her.

What strange creatures brothers are!

When I look at him, I don't see the cowardly young man who sold me out to Jeanine Matthews, and i don't hear the excuses he gave afterward. When I look at him, I see the boy who held my hand in the hospital when our mother broke her wrist and told me it would be all right. I see the brother who told me to make my own choices, the night before the Choosing Ceremony. I think of all the remarkable things he is--smart and enthusiastic and observant, quiet and earnest and kind.

I love America, but I don't like it.

We don't stop loving people just because we hate them, but we don't stop hating them either.

But you can't truly hate a man without loving him first, and there's always a trace of that love left over.

I do have an older brother! But you know, he and I have always gotten along. We've always had different aspirations.

Love commingled with hate is more powerful than love. Or hate.

My brother never had me to dinner in his life.

As much as I love and respect my brother, I'm doing my best to distance myself from him and kind of show people that, even though we do look similar and have similar mannerisms, we are completely different.

I love my parents. I did love them. It's complicated.

I have two older brothers. I am the baby. We're all very, very close. We're great communicators, so we get along really well.

I'm the eldest of four - I love my family so much. I'm crazy about them.

I'd always been close to my brother. Very close.

My brother is about six years older, and I've always looked up to him.

Having brothers - I love that. They don't take any rubbish, and they beat you up if you've been misbehaving.

You can love and hate your family with equal measure, but the power of the bond you have to have with them, you can't really ever walk away.

Some brothers are like Cain and Abel. Other brothers can fight with each other and get along.

Whenever I discuss my family, I inevitably think of my brother Owen.

I always wanted a brother.

I have two younger brothers, and we're very close in age.

I would pick any team if I could go with my brother.

She hugged me and I could feel the heat rise in my face, either from shame or love, like there was a difference.

This is so weird. They're your brother and aunt." "No, I understand. They're your family too." Rhys said. "They loved you and raised you. That's what family is, right?

[S]he stood for some moments gazing at the sisters, with affection beaming in one eye, and calculation shining out of the other.