A Quote by James Patterson

Half the time when brothers wrestle, it's just an excuse to hug each other. — © James Patterson
Half the time when brothers wrestle, it's just an excuse to hug each other.
If you're angry at a loved one, hug that person. And mean it. You may not want to hug - which is all the more reason to do so. It's hard to stay angry when someone shows they love you, and that's precisely what happens when we hug each other.
Molly slapped the lid back down then pushed past Luce into the foyer stumbling over Shelby in her path. ?Excuse you ? they said gruffly at the same time eyeing each other suspiciously. ?Oh good. ? Gabbe leaned in to give Luce a hug. ?Molly'?s made a friend.?
Men greet each other with a sock on the arm, women with a hug, and the hug wears better in the long run.
Brothers don't necessarily have to say anything to each other - they can sit in a room and be together and just be completely comfortable with each other.
We are foolish, and without excuse foolish, in speaking of the superiority of one sex to the other, as if they could be compared in similar things! Each has what the other has not; each completes the other; they are in nothing alike and the happiness and perfection of both depend on each asking and receiving from the other what the other only can give.
There was open collusion between the Russian players. They agreed ahead of time to draw the games they played against each other. Every time they drew they gave each other half a point.
Just like any other brothers that have ever played with each other or played against each other, it's a pretty special moment when you do it.
I know, there are so many great lines [in Tommy Boy]. People say to me, "Did you eat paint chips for a living?" Or, "These shoes are worth more than your life." And the one I get all the time is, "Brothers don't shake hands, brothers gotta hug!"
Some brothers are like Cain and Abel. Other brothers can fight with each other and get along.
Brothers don't shake hands. Brothers gotta hug.
A tale is told of twin boys born to different mothers. One is dark by nature, the other light. One is rich, the other poor. One is harsh, the other gentle. One is forever youthful, the other old before his time. One is mortal. They share no bond of blood or sympathy, but they are twins nonetheless. They each live without ever knowing that they are brothers. They each die fighting the blind god.
We wouldn't have anything to prove fighting each other. And I'm pretty sure the fans and the people around the world wouldn't want to see twin brothers that train with each other and have the same tactics fight each other. So I'm not really entertaining the fact that a lot of people have been asking will me and my twin brother fight each other. No.
I don't want to wrestle past 35. There's just too much physical strain with 250-pound men slamming into each other.
I get along really well with [my father] now, but I had a terrible time with him in my teenage years. All we did was scream at each other, and when we weren't screaming at each other, we just wouldn't talk to each other.
'The Black Prism' is a story about two brothers who respect and fear and admire and contend with and shape each other. In other words, it's a story of normal brothers - who happen to be in extraordinary circumstances.
I think about fighting my brother being as natural as giving him a hug. We were basically born facing each other, so it would be something interesting. We'd put on the best fight we ever had. We know each other too well.
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