But what Mom never told me is that along the way, you find sisters, and they find you. Girls are cool that way.

In photographs of us together, she is always looking at the camera, and I am always looking at her.

Are you watching the boats?” Cornelia guessed. She craned her neck to see if there was any excitement on the river.Heavens no, I’m spying on people,” Virginia responded unrepentantly.-Cornelia E and Virginia Somerset

My sister and I are so close that we finish each other’s sentences and often wonder who’s memories belong to whom.

Caddy came home on Friday evening. Perfectly Harmless Patrick brought her in his battered old car…”Crikey, Caddy!” said Indigo, and he disappeared upstairs to tell Rose.Eve murmured, “Sweet,” rather doubtfully.Sarah said, not doubtfully at all,...

I’m starved.” -Juli”How can you be starved? You just ate a huge bowl of popcorn.” -Elspeth”Popcorn isn’t food, it’s popcorn.” -Vicki

I wanted only a familiar voice, someone who knew me. Not some earlier, larval version of myself. . .

It’s a commonly expressed and rather nice, romantic notion that we are all “sisters” and “brothers.”Let’s be real. Fact is, we might be better served to accept that we are all siblings.Siblings fight, pull each...

That’s the difference between you and Greta. She has better things to do. She gets involved in clubs, activities. She has friends. But you? You slump around in that room of yours–

…they who exchange their independence for the sweet name of Wife must be prepared to find all is not gold that glitters……Eş gibi tatlı bir kelime karşılığında özgürlüklerinden vazgeçenler, parlayan her şeyin altın olmadığını görmeye...

Dr. Webb says that losing a sibling is oftentimes much harder for a person than losing any other member of the family. “A sibling represents a person’s past, present, and future,” he says. “Spouses have...

It’s always the idle habits you acquire which you will regret. Father said that. That Christ was not crucified: he was worn away by a minute clicking of little wheels. That had no sister.

I love God, Jesus Christ, my three children, mother, father, brother, sisters, family in general, my pets, my students, and true friends.

There were once two sisterswho were not afriad of the darkbecause the dark was full of the other’s voiceacross the room,because even when the night was thickand starlessthey walked home together from the riverseeing who...

Depths of Friendship…under fathoms deepof dark and bitter coldan eerie oscillationreverberated brash and bold…

We didn’t want to admit it then, but we were friends. Best friends.

Mother is dead.

She’d come running up the driveway and into the kitchen, bringing the spring morning behind her like a trail of hope.

In a way, I was incrediibly proud of her (not that I had any intention of letting it show while I was beating the crap out of her).

I think we should wean Grandma.

There was a flicker of something in Greta’s look. I couldn’t tell whether it was a flicker of love or regret or meanness.

Some people’s glasses are half full. I’m the one drinking them. Some people have forgotten that Pluto is still a planet. I still remember my childhood. Some people are vegans. I have common sense.Some people...

It’s just easier this way because if we’re having a bad time, you still have your sisters. We’re so used to each other. We are sisters and best friends.

When just a kid, moved back to Canada and looking for a taste of England, I’d picked up a book of my Gram’s, a dog-eared romance from the ’sixties about English hospital ‘sisters’ trying to...

We went our several ways,” said Lady Dedlock, “and had little in common even before we agreed to differ. It is to be regretted, I suppose, but it could not be helped.

You know why I really hated you? With all that you had you were just so oblivious to it all. You didn’t use your beauty. You didn’t ever try to get what you wanted. You...

I have a sister, so I know-that relationship, it’s all about fairness: you want your sibling to have exactly what you have-the same amount of toys, the same number of meatballs on your spaghetti, the...

Ruthie started to cry at Julia’s use of the word “hate,” though Ruthie knew it was true, accurate. For a long time now it had been easier just to hate her sister. Easier to try...

My dear brother and sisters.

Oil and Water, Daddy calls us. At four years younger than me, Katie is only fourteen and she already has half the boys in town eating from her pretty little hand. She tells me I...

Polly had arrived in the world outraged to discover that her sisters had gotten there before her.

Often a woman that doesn’t have any business being in a fight is there because their ego thinks it can mend what other people can’t. It’s either superiority or a second chance to heal a...

She wouldn’t climb out of the bed for her sister, but she had climbed into a crater. She wouldn’t cross a room, but she had crossed a continent.

When I go home, I play with my baby dolls and strollers and diaper bags, and play with my sisters.

As to the other three, if they had been perfection they would not have been real girls, and you could not have wept over their trials and laughed over their pleasures.

Sweet, crazy conversations full of half sentences, daydreams and misunderstandings more thrilling than understanding could ever be.

When we were that young we invented the world, no one could tell us a thing.

Between Barton and Delaford, there was that constant communication which strong family affection would naturally dictate;—and among the merits and the happiness of Elinor and Marianne, let it not be ranked as the least considerable,...

She had a weird, fleeting thought that she wanted to eat her sister, like a sorceress in a storybook – gobble her down into her belly, keep her safe.

A coward talks to everyone but YOU.

It’s the person that calls you up because they’re eating at ‘our favorite spot,’ and it made them think of you and miss being there with you. That’s a friend, to me.

True best friends never fail on understanding, forgiving, and being there for one another no matter what situation that they might be in or having with one another because of the fact of that no...

I’m not going anywhere,” she told me that night. But until we are old ladies–a cypress age, a Sawtooth age–I will continue to link arms with her, in public, in private, in a panic of...

Your tears are never invisible—there is always an insecure woman that lights up when you point them out.

You have to readjust your thinking and believe that imperfect can be perfect, … The Salvage Sisters’ Guide To Finding Style in the Street and Inspiration in the Attic.

She knows Daddy better than I do. I think it’s because she’s felt since we were children that our Daddy maybe loved me more than he loves her. This isn’t true, and she knows that...

Jo’s face was a study next day, for the secret rather weighed upon her, and she found it hard not to look mysterious and important. Meg observed it, but did not troubled herself to make...

Back in time it seemed that having a sister were a tragedy. Instead it is one of the best presents my parents could have ever given me.

Oak, granite,Lilies by the road,Remember me?I remember you.Clouds brushingClover hills,Remember me?Sister, child,Grown tall,Remember me?I remember you.

For there is no friend like a sisterIn 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...