#brother

I copied my brother. He was a natural dancer. Graceful. People always asked did we study ballet. We never did. ↗

— Harold Nicholas

#asked #ballet #brother #copied #dancer

Some people ask me whether I'm a 'mama's girl' or a 'papa's girl.' I'm nobody's girl. My brother clings to our parents; I'm the one shoving them out the door. ↗

— Hayden Panettiere

#brother #clings #door #girl #i

I have three sisters and I've always wanted a brother, so I was really interested in that notion. ↗

— Ryan Phillippe

#brother #i #interested #notion #really

My brother Leon started it all. He played the piano. In school they made me leader of the orchestra because I played the violin, but I followed Leon and the boys in his jazz band around. ↗

— Louis Prima

#band #because #brother #followed #his

I also have a big love of classical music played on piano because this is the environment I grew up in my brother being one of the great masters in this world. ↗

— Suzi Quatro

#because #being #big #brother #classical

It is a sinful abomination for one part of the world's Christians to grow richer year by year while our brothers and sisters ache and suffer for lack of minimal health care, minimal education, and even—in some cases—enough food to escape starvation. ↗

— Ronald J. Sider

#accumulating-wealth #brotherhood #christian #education #food

My brother's been producing rap music and hip-hop for maybe 10 years. ↗

— Tina Yothers

#brother #hip-hop #maybe #music #producing

The anger subsided, and my shoulders fell. “I know you didn’t. But you have got to curb this overprotective big-brother thing you’ve got going on.” Travis laughed once. “I’m not playing the big brother, Pigeon. Not even close. ↗

— Jamie McGuire

#beautiful-disaster #big-brother #jamie-mcguire #love #sweet

The command of the old despotisms was "Thou shalt not". The command of the totalitarians was "Thou shalt". Our command is "Thou art". ↗

— George Orwell

#o-brien #the-party #art

To be or not to be tethered to the sordid, sickly, stinking, sappy apron strings of Hollywood and its endless fondness for fu**ing your sh** up. If Shakespeare were alive today, I bet he’d write a scintillating soliloquy about the Broken Brood of Big Shots. I bet he’d help you out, Micky Affias, ol’ Will the Bard would. Listen, we’ll come visit you. Okay? I’ll dress up as William Shakespeare, Lucent as Emily Dickinson, and beautiful ‘Ray’ as someone dashing and manly like Jules Verne or Ernest Hemingway, and we’ll write on your white-room walls. We’ll write you out of your supposed insanity. I love you, Micky Affias. -James (from "Descendants of the Eminent") ↗

— Tim Cummings

#afterlife #astrology #brothers #children-of-celebrities #class-struggle