387 Quotes About Sisters
- Author Yōko Ogawa
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I wonder how she broke the news to her husband. I don't really know what they talk about when I'm not around. In fact, I don't really understand couples at all. They seem like some sort of inexplicable gaseous body to me—a shapeless, colorless, unintelligible thing, trapped in a laboratory beaker.
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- Author Erin Forbes
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There is no place for secrets in sisterhood.
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- Author Carol Rifka Brunt
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That's the difference between you and Greta. She has better things to do. She gets involved in clubs, activities. She has friends. But you? You slump around in that room of yours--
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- Author Janet Gurtler
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... We're just different.""Yeah," I say. "I'm mute and you have verbal diarrhea.
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- Author Meg Cabot
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In a way, I was incrediibly proud of her (not that I had any intention of letting it show while I was beating the crap out of her).
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- Author Ken Wheaton
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At this point, none of us are sure why we fight. We’re sisters. We need no good reason to fight, even though we have plenty of them.
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- Author Jessica Taylor
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Henri held herself as if only her arms could keep her pieced together, and I saw that behind all her fake control—throwing herself at a teacher, carving our dad out of her heart—was something fragile. I wish we’d seen it sooner—my dad and Mr. Flynn, they had a responsibility to see it, to do better. Those moments were my sister spinning out.
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- Author Philippa Gregory
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For a moment we glared at each other, stubborn as cats on the stable wall, full of mutual resentment and something darker, the old sense between sisters that there is only really room in the world for one girl. The sense that every fight could be to the death.
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- Author Kamilla Benko
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We need to go back" Claire repeated, but her words were less commanding than before. She drew in a deep breath as she looked at the moonlit walls. Slipping the pencil from behind her ear, she gripped it tightly, torn between an intence desire to draw what she was seeing, and the fear of being lost in a strange other world.
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