Quotes About Sisterhood

I just like to have words that describe things correctly. Now to me, 'black feminist' does not do that. I need a word that is organic, that really comes out of the culture, that really expresses the spirit that we see in black women. And it's just... womanish.

There comes a point at which you stop giving things up. That is what i won't give up. None of it will i give up, for my beautiful sister Ivy who lies in bed. Ivy who used to be alive. Ivy who used to be. Ivy who used. Ivy who. Ivy-who-is-not-me. Not me. Not me. Not me.

conditioned women to eat their own likenesses so they didn't realize that if they banded together, they'd be unstoppable.

What is a Gallagher Girl?" Liz asked one final time. "She's a genius, a scientist, a her**ne, a spy. And now we are at the end of our time at school, and the one thing I know for certain is this: A Gallagher Girl is whatever she wants to be." Thunderous, raucous applause filled the student section. Liz smiled and wiped her eyes. She leaned close to the microphone. "And, most of all, she is my sister.

We're reclaiming America and restoring honor. I believe we do that with faith, with hope, with charity, and honoring our brothers and our sisters as we honor each other.

My sister, mom and I all wear the same size, so I shop a lot at a boutique called 'my mother's closet' that is right down the hall from my bedroom. She has vintage Comme des Garcons dresses that I feel so elegant wearing.

I'm one of those people who has always been a bridesmaid.

Girls' weekend with the 'Vampire Diaries' girls has become a big deal! It's our quality time. It's so much fun to unload and not feel guilty complaining or talking about your insecurities or bonding over things that you thought you were on your own about.

I see feminism as a massive party. It's cool, the idea that 50% of the population can now start doing things and having fun and experimenting with their hair and makeup.

One of the greatest benefits to come out of 'Lean In' was convincing women to help and support other women - not out of this sense of duty and that you'd be condemned to hell forever if you didn't, but because it will make all your lives better.

I'm a girl's girl. I'm a woman's woman. I'm a cool girl.

I love the company of women. I love collaborating creatively with women. I feel like in general, women get stuff done.

I don't understand women who don't love women. I love women. I just think they are magnificent creatures.

You don't need a title or a crown or a sash to be able to stand together with other women.

I don't wish to curse anyone. I just feel bad when women, especially, try to sabotage the image of another woman.

Women being pitted each other another in Hollywood is an old tactic, but it's not real at all.

When you're a big sister, it's a great job. I don't know how little sisters feel about their job, but when you're a big sister, you're supposed to take care of everything. And you feel good about it. I do.

Black women know that we've got to take care of it - so we take care of it. It's just embedded in us.

It took Emily a long time to realize that Sarah was dead. Sometimes, waking from a dream of childhood filled with Sarah's face and Sarah's voice, she would go and study her own face in the bright bathroom mirror until she found assurance that it was still the face of Sarah's sister, and that it didn't look old.

Knowing Lissa missed me hurt almost more than if she'd completely written me off. I'd never wanted to hurt her. Even when I'd resented her for feeling like she was controlling my life, I'd never hated her. I loved her like a sister and couldn't stand the thought of her suffering now on my behalf. How had things gotten so screwed up between us?

You and me are going to have so much fun, Rose. Picking out curtains, doing each other's hair, telling ghost stories....

They tell me I must wade into waters, where I will soon drown. Before I march in, I leave this on the shore for you. I pray you find it, sister, so you will know what was in my heart as I went under.

She wished she could visit Mariam's grave, to sit with her awhile, leave a flower or two. But she sees now that it doesn't matter. Mariam is never very far.... Mariam is in her own heart, where she shines with the bursting radiance of a thousand suns.

Mariam is in Laila's own heart, where she shines with the bursting radiance of a thousand suns.