#sisters

Oil and Water, Daddy calls us. At four years younger than me, Katie is only fourteen and she already has half the boys in town eating from her pretty little hand. She tells me I am too tall and too wicked looking to capture the heart of any sensible young man. ↗

— Gwenn Wright

#filter #historical-fiction #sisters #suspense #von-strassenberg

Linda asked that morning what it was about Charlotte’s Web that Ally particularly liked; maybe it would help to think about that, since it was Ally’s model book. “I like the family that comes together in the barn,” Ally said without hesitation. “I like that they aren’t all the same thing; one is human and one’s a spider and one’s a pig. I like that it has nothing to do with blood relations, and everything to do with love. ↗

— Meg Waite Clayton

#charlotte-s-web #love #the-wednesday-sisters #family

I love God, Jesus Christ, my three children, mother, father, brother, sisters, family in general, my pets, my students, and true friends. ↗

— Ana Monnar

#family-in-general #father #god #jesus-christ #love

For there is no friend like a sister In calm or stormy weather; To cheer one on the tedious way, To fetch one if one goes astray, To lift one if one totters down, To strengthen whilst one stands ↗

— Christina Rossetti

#help #love #sisters #love

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

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

Why did you?” Clary asked. “Why did I what?” “Help me back there.” “You’re my sister.” She swallowed. In the morning light, Sebastian’s face had some color in it. There were faint burns along his neck where demon ichor had splashed him. “You never cared that I was your sister before.” “Didn’t I?” His black eyes flicked up and down her. “Our father’s dead,” he said. “There are no other relatives. You and I, we are the last. The last of the Morgensterns. You are the only one left whose blood runs in my veins, too. You are my last chance. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#sebastian-verlac #siblings #sisters

I need to finish this scarf/shawl/blanket thing so I can start something for Emma- a hat, maybe, or a sweater for her stuffed elephant. ↗

— Laurie Halse Anderson

#sisters #eating-disorders