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We hang out, we help one another, we tell one another our worst fears and biggest secrets, and then just like real sisters, we listen and don't judge.
Sep 17, 2025
If you have a sister and she dies, do you stop saying you have one? Or are you always a sister, even when the other half of the equation is gone?
Siblings that say they never fight are most definitely hiding something
Just remember, some come, some go. The ones that stay with you through everything - they're your true best friends. Don't let go of them.
Sisters don't need words. They have perfected a language of snarls and smiles and frowns and winks - expressions of shocked surprise and incredulity and disbelief. Sniffs and snorts and gasps and sighs - that can undermine any tale you're telling.
I don't remember any sibling rivalry growing up, because by the time I was really conscious, Tom was going away to college. My relationship with him, which is a very close one, really developed in more recent years.
Having lots of siblings is like having built-in best friends.
Comparison is a death knell to sibling harmony.
Half the time when brothers wrestle, it's just an excuse to hug each other.
Your siblings are the only people in the world who know what it's like to have been brought up the way you were.
Your parents leave you too soon and your kids and spouse come along late, but your siblings know you when you are in your most inchoate form.
One can be a brother only in something. Where there is no tie that binds men, men are not united but merely lined up.
It takes two men to make one brother.
I sought my soul, but my soul I could not see. I sought my God, but my God eluded me. I sought my brother and I found all three.
When I look at each of my brothers, I see two things. First, I see the next place I want to leave a rosy welt. Second, I see a good man who will always be there, no matter how hard life gets for me or him. Then, I get out of the way because I realize he's coming at me with a wet dish towel.
The younger brother must help to pay for the pleasures of the elder.
We came into the world like brother and brother, And now let's go hand in hand, not one before another.
There is a destiny which makes us brothers; none goes his way alone. All that we send into the lives of others comes back into our own.
If you want to do really important things in life and big things in life, you can't do anything by yourself. And your best teams are your friends and your siblings.
A Brother may not be a Friend, but a Friend will always be a Brother.
Never make a companion equal to a brother.
Brothers don't necessarily have to say anything to each other - they can sit in a room and be together and just be completely comfortable with each other.
If you want to know how your girl will treat you after marriage, just listen to her talking to her little brother.
Sometimes being a brother is even better than being a superhero.
It snowed last year too: I made a snowman and my brother knocked it down and I knocked my brother down and then we had tea.
Being pretty on the inside means you don't hit your brother and you eat all your peas - that's what my grandma taught me.
My father used to play with my brother and me in the yard. Mother would come out and say, 'You're tearing up the grass'; 'We're not raising grass,' Dad would reply. 'We're raising boys.'
I grew up with six brothers. That's how I learned to dance - waiting for the bathroom.
We know one another's faults, virtues, catastrophes, mortifications, triumphs, rivalries, desires, and how long we can each hang by our hands to a bar. We have been banded together under pack codes and tribal laws.
I think I'm funny because my family, my siblings were funny.
Sisters never quite forgive each other for what happened when they were five.
If you don't understand how a woman could both love her sister dearly and want to wring her neck at the same time, then you were probably an only child.
Big sisters are the crab grass in the lawn of life.
My sister taught me everything I really need to know, and she was only in sixth grade at the time.
Sisters, as you know, also have a unique relationship. This is the person who has known you your entire life, who should love you and stand by you no matter what, and yet it's your sister who knows exactly where to drive the knife to hurt you the most.
Help one another is part of the religion of our sisterhood.
More than Santa Claus, your sister knows when you've been bad and good.
If sisters were free to express how they really feel, parents would hear this: "Give me all the attention and all the toys and send Rebecca to live with Grandma."
I, who have no sisters or brothers, look with some degree of innocent envy on those who may be said to be born to friends.
An older sister is a friend and defender - a listener, conspirator, a counsellor and a sharer of delights. And sorrows too.
Children of the same family, the same blood, with the same first associations and habits, have some means of enjoyment in their power, which no subsequent connections can supply.
Is solace anywhere more comforting than that in the arms of a sister.
Sisters annoy, interfere, criticize. Indulge in monumental sulks, in huffs, in snide remarks. Borrow. Break. Monopolize the bathroom. Are always underfoot. But if catastrophe should strike, sisters are there. Defending you against all comers.
When brothers agree, no fortress is so strong as their common life.
Blessed is the servant who loves his brother as much when he is sick and useless as when he is well and an be of service to him. And blessed is he who loves his brother as well when he is afar off as when he is by his side, and who would say nothing behind his back he might not, in love, say before his face.
I don't believe an accident of birth makes people sisters or brothers. It makes them siblings, gives them mutuality of parentage. Sisterhood and brotherhood is a condition people have to work at.
Your True Nature Is Love. There's Nothing You Can Do About It.
Ignore reality, there's nothing you can do about it.
The family. We are a strange little band of characters trudging through life sharing diseases and toothpaste, coveting one another's desserts, hiding shampoo, borrowing money, locking each other out of our rooms. . . and trying to figure out the common thread that bound us all together.
You don't choose your family. They are God's gift to you, as you are to them.