Quotes About Sisters

They have been with you every day, my lord. Sansa prays quietly, but Arya …" He hesitated. "She has not said a word since they brought you back. She is a fierce little thing, my lord. I have never seen such anger in a girl.

No hatchlings can hope to stand against Vermithor and Dreamfyre." "And Silverwing?" asked Rhaena. "Our sister—" "—had no part in this. I will not put her at risk." The Queen in the East smiled then. "She is Rhaenys and I am Visenya. I have never thought otherwise.

So there is magic beyond the Wall after all. He found himself thinking of his sisters, perhaps because he'd dreamed of them last night. Sansa would call this an enchantment, and tears would fill her eyes at the wonder of it...

Obara, rusted nails and boiled leather, with her angry, close-set eyes and rat-brown hair. Nymeria, languid, elegant, olive-skinned, her long black braid bound up in red-gold wire. Tyene, blue-eyed and blond, a child-woman with her soft hands and little giggles

Ho?e li umreti? —pitala je uplašeno mla?a sestra stariju. — Ne?e ako uspemo da joj na vreme damo dovoljnu koli?inu alkohola odgovorila znala?ki starija.

It was hard to know what was worse: him being with her and all her sisters, or him being with none of them because his heart was held by another. -Cormia

When I first moved to L.A., I didn't have a lot of money to join a gym or take classes, so I improvised. My sister and I went to the library and looked over their DVD collection and discovered Neena and Veena, these Egyptian twins who have a whole series of belly dancing routines. We did them all.

Repealing the Eighth Amendment is about women who don't want to be pregnant. It's not about a certain type of woman, a certain age of woman - we all known sisters and mothers who have chosen to go on with a pregnancy and those who haven't.

Me and my sisters all have such different body types.

One of the pleasures of the original 'Grimm's Fairy Tales' is how incredibly ghastly they are. The ugly sisters have their eyes pecked out by crows.

Save the Date' feels like a quiet story about two sisters and the men in their lives, kind of reminiscent of the quieter rom-coms of the 1990s; it's very character-driven and not as wedding-focused.

We're sisters under the mink.

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You nights of anguish. Why didn't I kneel more deeply to accept you, Inconsolable sisters, and, surrendering, lose myself in your loosened hair. How we squander our hours of pain. How we gaze beyond them into the bitter duration To see if they have an end. Though they are really Seasons of us, our winter …

Sister relationships span a huge range, from best friends to worst enemies. From 'I adore her; I talk to her five times a day' to 'I decided to cut her out of my life.' For most women, it's in between.

Conversations with sisters can spark extremes of anger or extremes of love. Everything said between sisters carries meaning not only from what was just said but from all the conversations that came before - and 'before' can span a lifetime. The layers of meaning combine profound connection with equally profound competition.

It is true that a fellow cannot ignore women - but he can think of them as he ought - as sisters, not as sparring partners.

The next day the two sisters went to the ball, and so did Cinderella, but dressed more magnificently than before. The King's son was always by her side, and his pretty speeches to her never ceased.

I keep my sisters on speed dial.

I spend a lot of my spare time with my family. My sisters, parents, and in-laws all live nearby.

If the Holy Spirit lives in you, that makes you my brothers and sisters.

Lady Vereesa, Lady Sylvanas—you are ordered to report to His Majesty, the king, at once." The two sisters looked at each other. "Something you did?" Vereesa asked—not as an accusation, but as a simple question. Sylvanas wasn't angry; it was a reasonable assumption.

Jackson caught Elle's arms and dragged her back against him, pressing his mouth to her ear. Stop now, Elle, or I swear I'll knock you out. You aren't killing yourself over him. Stop now, damn it. Elle slumped against him. Don't let my sisters touch me. Too dangerous. And I can't bear if they feel what I feel. Promise me. Blood pumped out of her nose. Only you, Jackson, no one else. Swear it or I keep going. Jackson closed his eyes. I swear it, Elle.

I know, lamb, love is a besquished toad ripening in the sun. But despair not, life in the nunnery is not completely devoid of joy. I was raised by nuns. Once a week you'll be able to share a sumptuous raisin with your sisters, and then there's the perpetual flicking of the bean in the dark, for which you'll have ongoing guilt and repentance during the day, so you'll stay busy.