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.
A sister can be seen as someone who is both ourselves and very much not ourselves - a special kind of double.
For there is no friend like a sister in calm or stormy weather; To cheer one on the tedious way, to fetch one if one goes astray, to lift one if one totters down, to strengthen whilst one stands.
You may be as different as the sun and the moon, but the same blood flows through both your hearts. You need her, as she needs you.
You can kid the world, but not your sister.
A ministering angel shall my sister be.
Siblings: children of the same parents, each of whom is perfectly normal until they get together.
Help one another is part of the religion of our sisterhood.
Sister is probably the most competitive relationship within the family, but once the sisters are grown, it becomes the strongest relationship.
A sister is both your mirror - and your opposite.
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.
She is the mother I never had, she is the sister everybody would want. She is the friend that everybody deserves. I don't know a better person.
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.
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.
Sisters make the best friends in the world.
My sister taught me everything I really need to know, and she was only in sixth grade at the time.
What are sisters for if not to point out the things the rest of the world is too polite to mention.
Of two sisters one is always the watcher, one the dancer.
We may look old and wise to the outside world. But to each other, we are still in junior school.
Sweet is the voice of a sister in the season of sorrow.
If you have a sister and she dies, do you stop saying you have one? Or are you always a sister, even when the other half of the equation is gone?
There were once two sisters who were not afriad of the dark because the dark was full of the other's voice across the room, because even when the night was thick and starless they walked home together from the river seeing who could last the longest without turning on her flashlight, not afraid because sometimes in the pitch of night they'd lie on their backs in the middle of the path and look up until the stars came back and when they did, they'd reach their arms up to touch them and did.
When sisters stand shoulder to shoulder, who stands a chance against us?
Is solace anywhere more comforting than that in the arms of a sister.
There can be no situation in life in which the conversation of my dear sister will not administer some comfort to me.
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