After all, Betty was ill and she was her sister, and she wouldn’t be able to shave her legs for weeks because of the plaster.

I would consider all women as my mother but not all girls as my sisters.

There is a rustle of dead leaves. Dried sap, a branch crack, the whirring teeth of Mr. Omaru’s saw. My father–my real father–is a limb that got axed off the family tree a long time...

We could endlessly reminisce, live in the past to an unhealthy degree, then politely kill each other some winter night before bedtime, stirring poison into our cups of whiskey-spiked chamomile tea, wearing party hats. Then,...

It is well known that a man, when wooing a lady to be his wife, must first win over the females she most confides in—her friends, of course, and her sister, if she has one.

The world is a wide place where we stumble like children learning to walk. The world is a bright mosaic where we learn like children to see, where our little blurry eyes strive greedily to...

The strength was always in you. All you had to do was find it.

She dared to cry? On this day of all days? I was the one who would be married at sunset, and I hadn’t let myself cry in five years. There was ice in my lungs...

My sister Emily first declined. The details of her illness are deep-branded in my memory, but to dwell on them, either in thought or narrative, is not in my power. Never in all her life...

She would seize every opportunity to dive into the bathroom, in a swirl of white towels, and once in there she was as hard to dislodge as a limpet from a rock.

Shaking herself, Petunia looked around. Several of her sisters had been talking to her, but she hadn’t heard them. “And that answers our questions about why he gave himself up,” Poppy was saying, a smile...

There are so many battles worth fighting for. The ones not worth fighting are the insecure battles that rage in another person’s mind.

I don’t feel the need to explain my actions to her. I don’t clarify, I don’t doubt, I don’t worry. I don’t tell her everything, not anymore, but I tell her more than anyone else,...

With more time spent in their mother’s presence, Maggie kept topics of conversation to small stuff, seldom ever wanted to dig below the surface, learned from her mother: just be polite, which makes Callie’s own...

I look for my sister but it’s hopeless. The goggles are all fogged up. Every fish burns lantern-bright, and I can’t tell the living from the dead. It’s all just blurry light, light smeared like...

I’m very close to my sisters.

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…

We hug, but there are no tears. For every awful thing that’s been said and done, she is my sister. Parents die, daughters grow up and marry out, but sisters are for life. She is...

We’ll see Heaven together. I promise with all my heart I’ll never leave you alone.

You can kid the world, but not your sister.

That’s the best thing about little sisters: They spend so much time wishing they were elder sisters that in the end they’re far wiser than the elder ones could ever be.

For me being the youngest, there was never ever anything that was an issue to cause rivalry between me and my sisters.

If you never learned to hold onto someone, how could it possibly hurt now to let them go?

I am the Sisters of Mercy. All three of them. Triplets.

Whoa, that’s the kind of little sister I can dig!” said Edison.”Yes, we’re all alike,” I said. “We cover for you, we lie for you, we take the heat for you. We clean up your...

I don’t know why Kate was trying to impress him, as far as I could see the guy had all the allure and social grace of a psychotic slug with halitosis and a bad head...

She was the sun of my life, the gilder of every pleasure, the soother of every sorrow, I had not a thought concealed from her, and it is as if I had lost a part...

Her vagina feels like home, while her sister’s vagina feels like a hotel room. I should ask for a late checkout.

This life is what you make it. No matter what, you’re going to mess up sometimes, it’s a universal truth. But the good part is you get to decide how you’re going to mess it...

I remembered back to leo’s burial and holding your hand. I was eleven and you were six, your hand soft and small in mine. As the vicar said ‘in sure and certain hope of the...

I can only drive slowly.””That’s all right.””And I can only do left turns.”Rose ran downstairs, grabbed a road atlas, and ran triumphantly back up again. “Wales is left! Look! It’s left all the way!

Real excellence and humility are not incompatible one with the other, on the contrary they are twin sisters.

No matter how many years passed or how much responsibility each assumed, they still managed to bicker like bitchy teenagers on a regular basis. In some way, though, each found it comforting; it reminded them...

You can’t fight hatred with hatred and expect anyone to listen to you. You can only try to lessen it with humor, wit, truth and commonsense. If that doesn’t work run like hell, while they...

We were never organized readers who would see a book through to its end in any sory of logical order. We weave in and out of words like tourists on a hop-on, hop-off bus tour....

Do you think Bubbles wants Chinese food because it’s made out of cats?” Genevieve questioned, shoveling a big bite into her mouth.”Genevieve, that’s just gross and wrong. Don’t say things like that. Bubbles is a...

Yeah, my parents are crappy, but you hurt either of my sisters and I will spend my life finding ways to destroy you.

I always call my cousin because we’re so close. We’re almost like sisters, and we’re also close because our moms are sisters.

I hope I’m the ghost that belongs to her.

Stacey: “I’m surprised you haven’t thrown me out.”Comfort: “At your current weight, I’d need some sort of catapult.

I wanted to make him understand that we shared the details of our lives, because they were the threads that braided us so closely together. And you would have been certain to tell me about...

Is this your holiday homework?” asked Sarah. “Don’t do it, Rose! And Eve will write you a note to say it’s iniquitous to give eight-year-olds homework. You will, won’t you, Eve?””I could never spell ‘iniquitous,’...

They called each other family and that’s what they were—sisters. Many people in the world had family of the heart, kin by choice rather than by blood, and hers had come along in her darkest...

Forget the garden rake. Remember that time you dived over the desk at that guy in moot court? Had him by the throat in two seconds flat, that’s what I heard.””You heard wrong.””And they suspended...

Words don’t have the power to hurt you, unless that person meant more to you than you are willing to confess.

Love, Mercy, and Grace, sisters all, attend your wounds of silence and hope.

She never managed to find herself in these books no matter how hard she tried, exhuming traits from between the pages and donning them for an hour, a day, a week. We think in some...

I don’t know how to stop the atrocities. I don’t know how to make people care. But looking into my sister’s eyes, we seem to have carved out something between us that none of the...

Sometimes opposites attract, or so they say, but Paloma and Rocío were like arroz and mangú: they didn’t really mix well.

I need a SUV, for me and my four sisters. So, I’ve narrowed it down to four, kind of expensive, cars.