Quotes About Sisterhood

I would just like to say something to all the women out there. You're not the only one that's probably going through something, so I feel as though if one person speaks up, maybe it - hopefully - will be a domino effect.

There is something very easy about women's friendships that you don't see as often with men. We all know examples of this, when women will just call each other up or drop a line, not with anything specific to say.

I look up to the Spice Girls. I love the fact they're still close; they went after what they wanted but still support each other.

I think of some of my friends who have passed to the spirit world but are who here with me when I go to events and when I walk in my own community. My sisters, Ingred, my sister Marsha, and my sister Nielock. All cofounders of the Indigenous Women's Network with me. All long time women activists in the native community.

qualities which bind her to the heroines of any number of later works by African American women writers: Zora Neale Hurston, Ann Petry, Toni Morrison, Gayl Jones, Alice Walker, Gloria Naylor.

My mom never cared if I came home dirty from playing outside with my brother. If I got my dress muddy, or my jeans were ripped, or I got blood on something. But I think a lot of girls have a different experience.

Mummy, Bea and I call ourselves 'the Tripod' - they are my best friends in the world.

Tamannaah is not just pretty on the outside but from within too. She's extremely friendly and grounded. We had mutual admiration for each other and bonded so well. I think I found a sister in her.

Don't let the myths make you believe that women don't support other women.

He'd always had his family, his brothers and sister, and they had formed a unit so strong, when he was younger, he hadn't thought he would ever need anyone else. Loneliness taught him otherwise.

She was known as QBSITDROH She rattled off the letters fast as if she'd used them often. [...] You'll have to teach your special name to sisters-in-law. They occasionally need a humorous way to cope. What does it stand for? Queen bitch spawned in the deepest recesses of hell.

and she smiles at me, my best friend, with her long, tangled blond hair and thick eyelashes and her smile that lights up any room. My other half. The girl who took my hand all those years ago and didn't let go until she had to.

They had been friends in the way that only girls could be - they wore each other's clothes and slept at each other's houses and told each other every little secret. They promised to always stay friends.

Guys would come and go; girlfriends were forever. They knew that.

This book is dedicated to "us." The girls. Friends who see one another through the hard times, big and small, year in and year out.

Although she'd been young—only four—Isabelle thought she'd learned what alone meant, but she'd been wrong. In the three years she'd lived at Le Jardin, she'd at least had a sister, even if Vianne was never around. Isabelle remembered peering down from the upstairs window, watching Vianne and her friends from a distance, praying to be remembered, to be invited, and then when

You will have to be," Isabelle said. "For Sophie." Vianne drew in a breath. And there it was. The reason she couldn't eat a bowl of arsenic or throw herself in front of a train.

was the thing about best friends. Like sisters and mothers, they could piss you off and make you cry and break your heart, but in the end, when the chips were down, they were there, making you laugh even in your darkest hours.

This book is dedicated to "us." The girls. Friends who see one another through the hard times, big and small, year in and year out. You know who you are. Thanks;

Her surname meant "nightingale". Maman had called Vianne and Isabelle her nightingales as she kissed them goodnight.

Help. It was what women did for one another, even when there was no way to accomplish it.

I don't reckon I'll ever get milk in my breasts." Once, Elsa would have said, God will provide, and she would have believed it, but her faith had hit the same hard times that had struck the country. Now, the only help women had was each other. "I'll be here for you," Elsa said, then added, "Maybe that's how God provides. He put me in your path and you in mine.

The Nightingale has sung

This book is dedicated to "us." The girls. Friends who see one another through the hard times, big and small, year in and year out. You know who you are. Thanks;