Quotes About Sisters

What about the rest of the family? Did you meet them, too?" I explained that I had met everyone except the sister in Transylvania and the sister at the hospital. My mother sighed. "He will want to marry you," she said. "I'm very concerned. That's what it means when men want you to meet their sisters." "Don't worry, nobody wants to marry me," I said. But somewhere inside, a tiny part of me felt a thrill.

Beware of the national elections, my black brothers and sisters. There is no salvation in them for you—only false promises. The only salvation for you and me now is in unity and being under the guidance of Allah through His Messenger and His program for us all.

My dearest sisters will be very grieved if we don't go to England, and yet how can I even try to persuade my husband back into the scene of old associations where he would feel so much pain? Do I not know what I myself should suffer in some places? And he loved his mother with all his power of loving, which is deeper and more passionate than love is with common men.

For those who are still nearer to me, I have no heart to speak of them, loving them as I do and must to the end, whatever that end may be; but my dearest sisters write often to me — never let me miss their affection. I am quite well again, and strong, and Robert and I go out after tea in a wandering walk to sit in the Loggia and look at the Perseus, or, better still, at the divine sunsets on the Arno, turning it to pure gold under the bridges.

What you tell me of 'Jane Eyre' makes me long to see the book. I may long, I fancy. It is dismal to have to disappoint my dearest sisters, who hoped for me in England this summer, but our English visit must be for next summer instead;

Will raised his eyes to the impressive, alabaster masks of two women who had never looked so much like sisters as they did at this moment, for all the Mebd rode sidesaddle, swathed in layers of color-shifting silk and Morgan wore those damned riding breeches that had once so discomfitted Will.

The Mebd glanced over at her sister Morgan, and the two women shared an enigmatic smile.

Both within the family and without, our sisters hold up our mirrors: our images of who we are and of who we can dare to be.

With me, it had always been easier to fall. Now my sister...well she was the climber. She could climb a mountain while I could fall from 10 feet with my eyes closed. We were so much alike sometimes I swore I could read her mind, she was after all my twin.

Like sisters throughout time, whatever battles raged between them, it was always, always, all four of them against the rest of the world.

There is usually something pretty odd about sisters that come in triplicate. Consider pretty little Cinderella and her ugly and dance-mad relations. Consider Chekhov's trio, high and dry in the provinces and longing gloomily for Moscow. Consider Macbeth's friends, bent keenly over the cauldron and intent on passing that Culinary Test for the Advanced Student.

Many of the sisters were Black and poor and from D.C., where every crime is a violation of a federal statute. They were beautiful sisters, serving outrageous sentences for minor offenses.

You don't have a choice. My sisters will kill you if you don't obey me." "Then why are you protecting me?

My sister and I graduated from Arizona State University where she was president and I was secretary of the College Republicans.

There's always a few copies floating around the school, handed down from older sisters and so on,' said Kierce. 'But not for First Formers.' 'This copy still has the chapters that usually get torn out,' said Hazra with fascination. 'Look, all the positions for men and men, and women and women, and the... gosh... what is that with the feathers --' Kierce took the book back and closed it with a snap. 'Perhaps not for a Fourth Former either,' she said.

Finally, dear brothers and sisters, we ask you to pray for us. Pray that the Lord's message will spread rapidly and be honored wherever it goes. —2 Thessalonians 3:1

With all these things in mind, dear brothers and sisters, stand firm and keep a strong grip on the teaching we passed on to you both in person and by letter. —2 Thessalonians 2:15

My dear brothers and sisters, how can you claim to have faith in your glorious Lord Jesus Christ if you favor some people over others? —James 2:1

Respect everyone, and love your Christian brothers and sisters. —1 Peter 2:17

Away from her sister, Celia talked quite easily, and Sir James said to himself that the second Miss Brooke was certainly very agreeable as well as pretty, though not, as some people pretended, more clever and sensible than the elder sister. He felt that he had chosen the one who was in all respects the superior; and a man naturally likes to look forward to having the best. He would be the very Mawworm of bachelors who pretended not to expect it.

I love my mother, my wife, my sisters very much. I honour and respect them. Women are the keepers of the family.

Today I may advocate through my art, but I've won my share of 'hood fights.' So if I ever saw one of my sisters being beaten in the street, I'd be the first one to jump in.

I had a wonderful childhood in Antigua growing up in a family with three other brothers and no sisters, so you can imagine the little fights and scraps we had.

I grew up with two sisters, and we owned three movies: 'Grease,' 'It's a Wonderful Life,' and 'Grease 2.' And you can only watch 'Wonderful Life' in the last half of the year. So I don't remember a time when I didn't know 'Grease.'