#sister

And I felt closer to you. Because you knew me so much better than I'd realized - and still loved me. ↗

— Rosamund Lupton

#sisters #love

I love letters from little kids. Adults never proclaim themselves 'your #1 fan! ↗

— Lauren Baratz-Logsted

#fun #kids-books #lauren-baratz-logsted #sisters- #love

Sisters function as safety nets in a chaotic world simply by being there for each other. ↗

— Carol Saline

#sisters

You can make it dark, but I can't make it light. ↗

— Jodi Picoult

#jodi-picoult #light #my-sister-s-keeper #sisters

Bootie Grant Glover! You do amaze me!" Mem stared at her sister. "Do I understand this? You're giving me permission to engage in a romantic tryst?" "Certainly not!" Bootie pulled to her full diminished height. "I'm merely saying if disaster strikes, I won't abandon you. ↗

— Maggie Osborne

#permission #sisters #tryst #men

‎"The less random stuff you hear about, the more room in your ears for music, that's what I always say" -Paisley ↗

— Lynn Weingarten

#mind #music #paisley #sisterhood #music

A young lady's most natural ally is her sister although sometimes our own relatives are as inscrutable to us as an antipodean. ↗

— Anna Godbersen

#sisters #nature

You're a big sister?' I was shocked. She seemed so good-natured and compassionate. ↗

— Natalie Standiford

#nature

My sister Emily first declined. The details of her illness are deep-branded in my memory, but to dwell on them, either in thought or narrative, is not in my power. Never in all her life had she lingered over any task that lay before her, and she did not linger now. She sank rapidly. She made haste to leave us. Yet, while physically she perished, mentally, she grew stronger than we had yet known her. Day by day, when I saw with what a front she met suffering, I looked on her with anguish of wonder and love. I have seen nothing like it; but, indeed, I have never seen her parallel in anything. Stronger than a man, simpler than a child, her nature stood alone. The awful point was, that, while full of ruth for others, on herself she had no pity; the spirit inexorable to the flesh; from the trembling hand, the unnerved limbs, the faded eyes, the same service exacted as they had rendered in health. To stand by and witness this, and not dare to remonstrate, was pain no words can render. ↗

— Charlotte Brontë

#emily-bronte #grief #illness #sisters #suffering

[S]isters could do a great deal for their brothers, if they would. ↗

— Isabella Macdonald Alden

#relationships #siblings #sisters #relationship