I love my brother. I miss my brother.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Nothing can stop me from loving my brother.
My brother is my best friend.
I grew up with older brothers, adore them, can't imagine going through life without them, and I definitely think I draw on that love when I'm writing about siblings. It's so powerful, the jump-in-front-of-a-train-to-protect-them kind of love.
I love my brother. But I'm not a yo-yo. He can't just keep spinning me in and out of his life.
My father showed me so much love. He showed my brother so much love.
I love my brothers' kids. It's funny - as an uncle, you become so protective of them.
I do have an older brother! But you know, he and I have always gotten along. We've always had different aspirations.
I wish I could say I see my little brother more. We used to fight all the time but now that I don't see him very often I cherish the time I have with him.
I have a younger brother.
I don't throw around the word 'brother' because I'm so, so close to my real-life brothers and my real-life sisters, and being a brother is so important to me.