Quotes About Sister

So. You're saying my sister's dressed like a prostitute.

Tilliam Frederick Cody, the legendary "Buffalo Bill," died quietly and painlessly at five minutes past noon on January 10, 1917, in the Denver home of his sister May Cody Decker.

I haven't had this much fun since the rats ate my baby sister

Well, all I hope, said Miss Cornelia calmly, is that when I'm dead nobody will call me 'our departed sister.

Propose a theory to explain one of there eternal mysteries: Mona Lisa's smile, crop circles, or Velveeta. Here is a theory of love: you find a sister, you gain a brother; you lose a sister, you lose a brother; you lose a cat, you find a girl, you kiss a girl, you find the cat, you hope that there is nothing left to lose, and all there is, is there to find.

Only a sister could be thoroughly unimpressed with your public accomplishments and accolades but would screech in joy and support when you finally learned how to parallel park or make it through a cavity filling without fainting.

Word of advice, sister mine. If you want to keep your papers private, don't write 'Private' on the cover. It set the mater right off. It was all I could do to stop her sniffing around like some great sniffing thing.

Religion and science, then, in my analysis are the two great sister forces which have pulled, and are still pulling, mankind onward and upward.

She's qualified all right. She understands robots like a sister—comes from hating human beings so much, I think.

Maybe you shouldn't blame anyone, but accept that this is your sister's story, and the ending belongs to her.

sister, you know that?" he asked. "She could beat me

Honey, have you seen your sister?" She's on Jupiter, Mom.

Prejudice is subjectiveness's sister.

I shall remember the look in Margot's eyes all my life.

But now she regarded her sister with curious distance. She'd been so actively excluded from everything important to her she felt suddenly, intensely alone.

No!" said Sofia. "I read! Self-help can be very useful." She gave her sister a meaningful look. "Really?" said Carmen. "As useful as Rainbow Rowell? Or Douglas Adams? I doubt it.

What's the good of news if you haven't a sister to share it?

There is a specific kind of fight you can only have with your sister. It's the kind where you say things you can't take back. You say them because you can't help but say them, because you're so angry it's coming up your throat and out your eyes; you're so angry you can't see straight. All you see is blood.

My sister is coming back in a few weeks. And I have a fake boyfriend I just cheated on.

I'm gonna master it just like I mastered the other kind of French." He winks at me. Kitty and I both scream at him for that. "Don't talk like that in front of my sister!" I yell, shoving him in the chest. "I was kidding!" "Also, you're not that good at French kissing." Even though, yeah, he is. Peter gives me a Who are you kidding? look, and I shrug, because who am I kidding?

Because of my big sister, the grief I felt about growing up was less acute.

Sorry about my sister. She's really close with Peter and she gets crazy ideas…" "Crazy ideas?" John repeats. I could slap myself. "Yeah, I mean, she thinks that something's going on with us. But obviously there isn't, and you don't, like, like me like that, so, yeah, it's crazy." Like, why do I speak? Why did God give me a mouth if I'm just going to say dumb stuff with it?

My older sister has a way of sounding right.

Relationships are hard work. You'll see. After you've been in it with Kavinsky longer, you'll see what I'm talking about." "Oh my God, you're such a know-it-all. The biggest know-it-all I ever met, besides my sister." "Which one?" I can feel a giggle bubbling up inside of me, which I push down. "Both. They're both know-it-alls.