Bless you, my darling, and remember you are always in the heart - oh tucked so close there is no chance of escape - of your sister.
Those are the same stars, and that is the same moon, that look down upon your brothers and sisters, and which they see as they look up to them, though they are ever so far away from us, and each other.
A sister is both your mirror - and your opposite.
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.
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.
I think people that have a brother or sister don't realize how lucky they are. Sure, they fight a lot, but to know that there's always somebody there, somebody that's family.
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.
You keep your past by having sisters. As you get older, they're the only ones who don't get bored if you talk about your memories.
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.
Sweet is the voice of a sister in the season of sorrow.
Sister is probably the most competitive relationship within the family, but once the sisters are grown, it becomes the strongest relationship.
It snowed last year too: I made a snowman and my brother knocked it down and I knocked my brother down and then we had tea.
I sought my soul, but my soul I could not see. I sought my God, but my God eluded me. I sought my brother and I found all three.
A sister can be seen as someone who is both ourselves and very much not ourselves - a special kind of double.
Is solace anywhere more comforting than that in the arms of a sister.
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.
One of the best things about being an adult is the realization that you can share with your sister and still have plenty for yourself.
Sisters share the scent and smells... the feel of a common childhood.
It takes two men to make one brother.
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.
There is a little boy inside the man who is my brother... Oh, how I hated that little boy. And how I love him too.
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.
The highlight of my childhood was making my brother laugh so hard that food came out of his nose.
Whatever you do they will love you; even if they don't love you they are connected to you till you die. You can be boring and tedious with -sisters, whereas you have to put on a good face with friends.
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