Inspirational Sisterhood Quotes

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.

We may look old and wise to the outside world. But to each other, we are still in junior school.

Of two sisters one is always the watcher, one the dancer.

One of the best things about being an adult is the realization that you can share with your sister and still have plenty for yourself.

It's hard to be responsible, adult and sensible all the time. How good it is to have a sister whose heart is as young as your own.

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.

Sisters never quite forgive each other for what happened when they were five.

Husbands come and go; children come and eventually they go. Friends grow up and move away. But the one thing that's never lost is your sister.

In thee my soul shall own combined the sister and the friend.

Elder sisters never can do younger ones justice!

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.

You keep your past by having sisters. As you get older, they're the only ones who don't get bored if you talk about your memories.

My sister taught me everything I really need to know, and she was only in sixth grade at the time.

If your sister is in a tearing hurry to go out and cannot catch your eye, she's wearing your best sweater.

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."

Sisters share the scent and smells... the feel of a common childhood.

I would like more sisters, that the taking out of one, might not leave such stillness.

There can be no situation in life in which the conversation of my dear sister will not administer some comfort to me.

An older sister is a friend and defender - a listener, conspirator, a counsellor and a sharer of delights. And sorrows too.

A sister can be seen as someone who is both ourselves and very much not ourselves - a special kind of double.

You can kid the world, but not your sister.

For there is no friend like a sister in calm or stormy weather.

Sweet is the voice of a sister in the season of sorrow.

Bless you, my darling, and remember you are always in the heart - oh tucked so close there is no chance of escape - of your sister.

Sister is probably the most competitive relationship within the family, but once the sisters are grown, it becomes the strongest relationship.

When sisters stand shoulder to shoulder, who stands a chance against us?

Is solace anywhere more comforting than that in the arms of a sister.

A younger sister is someone to use as a guinea-pig in trying sledges and experimental go-carts. Someone to send on messages to Mum. But someone who needs you - who comes to you with bumped heads, grazed knees, tales of persecution. Someone who trusts you to defend her. Someone who thinks you know the answers to almost everything.

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.

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.

Sisterly love is, of all sentiments, the most abstract. Nature does not grant it any functions.