I would like more sisters, that the taking out of one, might not leave such stillness.
We know one another's faults, virtues, catastrophes, mortifications, triumphs, rivalries, desires, and how long we can each hang by our hands to a bar. We have been banded together under pack codes and tribal laws.
My sister taught me everything I really need to know, and she was only in sixth grade at the time.
More than Santa Claus, your sister knows when you've been bad and good.
I, who have no sisters or brothers, look with some degree of innocent envy on those who may be said to be born to friends.
Children of the same family, the same blood, with the same first associations and habits, have some means of enjoyment in their power, which no subsequent connections can supply.
There can be no situation in life in which the conversation of my dear sister will not administer some comfort to me.
If sisters were free to express how they really feel, parents would hear this: "Give me all the attention and all the toys and send Rebecca to live with Grandma."
Elder sisters never can do younger ones justice!
I don't believe an accident of birth makes people sisters or brothers. It makes them siblings, gives them mutuality of parentage. Sisterhood and brotherhood is a condition people have to work at.
A sister is both your mirror - and your opposite.
A younger sister is someone to use as a guinea-pig in trying sledges and experimental go-carts. Someone to send on messages to Mum. But someone who needs you - who comes to you with bumped heads, grazed knees, tales of persecution. Someone who trusts you to defend her. Someone who thinks you know the answers to almost everything.
I finally moved out of my parent's house. It was only fair to let my sister have her own room.
Sweet, crazy conversations full of half sentences, daydreams and misunderstandings more thrilling than understanding could ever be.
It's hard to be responsible, adult and sensible all the time. How good it is to have a sister whose heart is as young as your own.
There's no better friend than a sister.
Your True Nature Is Love. There's Nothing You Can Do About It.
Ignore reality, there's nothing you can do about it.
If you don't understand how a woman could both love her sister dearly and want to wring her neck at the same time, then you were probably an only child.
When sisters stand shoulder to shoulder, who stands a chance against us?
Sisters share the scent and smells... the feel of a common childhood.
Sisters don't need words. They have perfected a language of snarls and smiles and frowns and winks - expressions of shocked surprise and incredulity and disbelief. Sniffs and snorts and gasps and sighs - that can undermine any tale you're telling.
Sisters never quite forgive each other for what happened when they were five.
An older sister is a friend and defender - a listener, conspirator, a counsellor and a sharer of delights. And sorrows too.
Sisters annoy, interfere, criticize. Indulge in monumental sulks, in huffs, in snide remarks. Borrow. Break. Monopolize the bathroom. Are always underfoot. But if catastrophe should strike, sisters are there. Defending you against all comers.
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