Sibling Bonding Quotes

I'm unbelievably ticklish. When I was a little kid, my sisters would hold me down and tickle me until I peed my pants.

I built a studio in L.A. for me and my brother to just write every single day. And it's been great, man.

I have a very close family. I have four older siblings: two brothers and two sisters.

I have a really big family, and pretty much all my work is about my brothers and sisters. I'm the youngest of eight - my mom had seven kids in seven years, and then she had me 11 years later - so I was basically raised by all these teenagers.

I shared a bed with my sister, Grace, until I was seventeen years old. She was afraid to sleep alone and would begin asking me around 5:00 P.M. every day whether she could sleep with me. I put on a big show of saying no, taking pleasure in watching her beg and sulk, but eventually I always relented. Her sticky, muscly little body thrashed beside me every night as I read Anne Sexton, watched reruns of SNL, sometimes even as I slipped my hand into my underwear to figure some stuff out.

My brother Arthur was born in 1951. I came next, followed by three more siblings in rapid succession.

Half the time when brothers wrestle, it's just an excuse to hug each other.

My inner rock chick has always been there. I grew up listening to a lot of rock music through my sisters, who were teenagers while I was young, so they had control of the radio.

I'm the oldest and I've got two sisters.

I'm one of seven kids. That'll keep your ego in check.

I'm like your mother, your sister, whatever.

Throughout my college years, I'd watch my sister squeal every Christmas as she unwrapped another 'Buffy' DVD set. I didn't know much about the series, but I was filled with that obnoxious self-importance that comes from having decided to be an Academic Who Reads Serious Things.

I think it's important to talk to my sisters when I have a big decision to make.

When people say, 'You seem so grounded; you seem so normal,' I think it's the way I was raised and the way my sister and I were brought up by our parents.

Once my sister was older, she and I would do lots of hobbies together. We took dance lessons and put on shows at home; tap dancing on the granite fireplace, which must have mortified my dad.

I just found out last week - my sister told me - that my father had some Beatles records. So I must have heard them quite a bit, but it never registered, really. Now I listen to them with new ears.

When I watch my kids, and I see the primal level at which the sibling relationships are formed, then I completely understand what these unresolved adult sibling problems are based on. You know, 'Mom liked you better' and, 'You got your own room and I didn't.'

I had four siblings. We were hiking all the time. But camping? No. I don't like the idea of the creatures at night.

I'm not 'Will's brother' anymore. Will is my brother. I'm paving the way for all middle children out there.

The first time I heard 'Crazy Train,' I was crashed out in bed, definitely not wanting to get up and go to school, when my brother Vinnie came in and cranked it up.

I don't have a brother in real life.

I am the fourth of five children, and I can't remember a time with no babies in the house.

I certainly enjoyed having my sister, because when she came I felt a certain responsibility to help her fit in, and help her learn English. I wanted her to play with all my toys. I was actually, I think, really scary to her, because I had so much energy.

I noticed that when my daughter was born, my son really, really liked her. But then as she started getting older, and as she started crawling around our house and touching different things that were his, sibling rivalry issues started appearing.

When I was in high school in Los Angeles, my mother, who was a speech therapist, agreed to stay over the weekend with one of her clients and his little sister while the parents went away on vacation. She brought me along.