#sister

Oak, granite, Lilies by the road, Remember me? I remember you. Clouds brushing Clover hills, Remember me? Sister, child, Grown tall, Remember me? I remember you. ↗

— Gail Carson Levine

#love #remember #reunion #sisters #love

She once told me of a night that fumed with escapes and was filled with bedsides reeking of ecstasy; she told me the stars cast not judgments, but blessings, knowing full well the disastrous outcomes of the deeds they cradled with the strings of their young hearts. She’d inhaled the night itself, those around her doing the same, and so all become one. No disharmony. No discordance. Nothing to shatter the cause; nothing to unearth the beauty. So as we together ascended that front porch, allowing the glow behind the blown-out windows and the odious steams plunder us from through the cracks...time forgot to distill us, and our steps became as silver as glass. I could no longer deny the boiling words of my blood: tonight would be the beginning of a very long road indeed. ↗

— Dave Matthes

#destiny #drugs #ecstasy #escape #faith

He had a winged nature; she was rather of the vegetable kind, and could hardly be kept long alive, if drawn up by the roots. Thus it happened that the relation heretofore existing between her brother and herself was changed. ↗

— Nathaniel Hawthorne

#change

As I waited, I flicked through a magazine in a futile bid to look occupied. It had the next month's date on the cover and I remembered you laughing at time-traveling fashion mags, saying the date on the cover should alert people to their absurdity inside. ↗

— Rosamund Lupton

#sister #dating

When along the pavement, Palpitating flames of life, People flicker around me, I forget my bereavement, The gap in the great constellation, The place where a star used to be ↗

— D.H. Lawrence

#death #loss #my-sisters-keeper #star #submergence

For a moment amongst the crowd, I saw you. I've since found out it's common for people separated from someone they love to keep seeing that loved one amongst strangers; something to do with recognition units in our brain being too heated and too easily triggered. This cruel trick of the mind lasted only a few moments, but was long enough to feel with physical force how much I needed you. ↗

— Rosamund Lupton

#friendship #love #sister #death

I remembered back to leo's burial and holding your hand. I was eleven and you were six, your hand soft and small in mine. As the vicar said 'in sure and certain hope of the resurrection of eternal life' you turned to me, 'I don't want sure and certain hope I want sure and certain Bee. ↗

— Rosamund Lupton

#funeral #hope #sisters #death

When people ask me how we've lived past one hundred, I say, 'Honey, we never married. We never had husbands to worry us to death! A. Elizabeth (Bessie) Delany ↗

— Amy Hill Hearth

#delany-sisters #having-our-say #husbands #death

My love for her burns within me like a flame; she is the child I carry within my heart. I am the lover of her soul; she will not be taken from me. I will be with Naomi, should the Lord tarry, until we lay down together and die. Even then, we will hold each other in death, breathless and asleep underneath the ice and snow and mud. We will hold each other and never be alone. ↗

— Amy Espeseth

#sisterhood #death

Love, Mercy, and Grace, sisters all, attend your wounds of silence and hope. ↗

— Aberjhani

#classic-books #famous-quotes #famous-quotes-from-classic-books #grace #haiku