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.
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.
Between sisters, often, the child's cry never dies down. "Never leave me," it says; "do not abandon me."
Just remember, some come, some go. The ones that stay with you through everything - they're your true best friends. Don't let go of them.
We hang out, we help one another, we tell one another our worst fears and biggest secrets, and then just like real sisters, we listen and don't judge.
A toast once heard: "To my big sister, who never found her second Easter egg until I'd found my first."
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.
I think I'm funny because my family, my siblings were funny.
If you want to do really important things in life and big things in life, you can't do anything by yourself. And your best teams are your friends and your siblings.
Let's go hand in hand, not one before another.
Being pretty on the inside means you don't hit your brother and you eat all your peas - that's what my grandma taught me.
Brothers don't necessarily have to say anything to each other - they can sit in a room and be together and just be completely comfortable with each other.
Comparison is a death knell to sibling harmony.
It takes two men to make one brother.
Siblings: children of the same parents, each of whom is perfectly normal until they get together.
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.
We came into the world like brother and brother, And now let's go hand in hand, not one before another.
The family. We are a strange little band of characters trudging through life sharing diseases and toothpaste, coveting one another's desserts, hiding shampoo, borrowing money, locking each other out of our rooms. . . and trying to figure out the common thread that bound us all together.
Of two sisters one is always the watcher, one the dancer.
My sister taught me everything I really need to know, and she was only in sixth grade at the time.
You don't choose your family. They are God's gift to you, as you are to them.
More than Santa Claus, your sister knows when you've been bad and good.
Sisters share the scent and smells... the feel of a common childhood.
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.
For there is no friend like a sister in calm or stormy weather.
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