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.

My father feels that Kammula garu has done magic. At home, he is the best critic. My mother and sister kind of like everything that I do.

The first time I ever acted was in 'The Glass Menagerie' in high school, and my first line was, 'I didn't know Shakespeare had a sister.'

My late mother was very clear to my sister and I that we were to be strong women; that we were to be effective; that we were to be heard.

I want to be the best daughter, sister, friend and wife I can possibly be - because when I die, I am not going to be buried with my Oscar.

I get a call from my sister. They go, 'We met the funniest, funniest doctor in Newport Beach.' And they introduced me to Dr. Terry Dubrow.

It's great working with my sister, because we are very close as a family - my brother, my sister and myself. We have a great relationship.

What little family I got is in Mississippi. A whole lot of them died before I left, and my sister died a long time ago, before my mama did.

My sister is a chiropractor and she says I have an unusually flexible lower back, but I don't do yoga, and I don't feel like I'm very bendy.

Lord, confound this surly sister, blight her brow with blotch and blister, cramp her larynx, lung and liver, in her guts a galling give her.

My mum had 14 pregnancies - but only four of us survived. We had a little sister born for a few days and she died. There had to be a funeral.

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.

It is useless, sisters, for you to attempt the duties of your exalted callings . . . without the constant companionship of the Spirit of God.

My mother has only just got over the fact that I will never play Shrek's sister - because of the Scottish accent, she thought I'd be perfect.

Moving to a new country is always difficult, but the fact my dad and my sister came to live with me was a huge help. That made things easier.

My parents called me their wise little baby. I was mature when I was 4 or 5. My brother and sister were older, so I was raised by four adults.

We arrived the way most emigrant families did. My father came first, and the rest of us - my mother, my sister and me - followed a year later.

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.

I'm of African descent and my sister looks completely black, but I didn't look black. I was the super-nerdy kid who was also willing to fight.

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

If you don't like your sister or don't get along with your father, let's find out if you like yourself. Let's not sugarcoat anything about it.

I never listened to the Grateful Dead as a teen; the only exposure I got was what came through the walls when my sister was listening to them.

'Pretty Little Liars' - my sister and I read the books, so we stuck to it for the first season, but it started to kind of drift off; so did we.

I was a very imaginative child, and my parents were very encouraging of that. My sister and I would put on plays; I would write my own stories.

My mom was the picture of the blue-collar mom: Two and three and four jobs to make sure that me and my sister never needed, that was her thing.

She is the mother I never had, she is the sister everybody would want. She is the friend that everybody deserves. I don't know a better person.

My brothers were my idols. I've always looked up to them and was proud to be their baby sister. I felt like they gave me some cool points, too.

I've obviously seen my sister since her first year in this world, and to see her with her three children and Brad, I've never seen her happier.

She wouldn't climb out of the bed for her sister, but she had climbed into a crater. She wouldn't cross a room, but she had crossed a continent.

Praised be You, my Lord, through our Sister, Mother Earth, who sustains and governs us, producing varied fruits with coloured flowers and herbs.

And now, dear sister, I must leave this house or the retreating army will make me a prisoner in it by filling up the road I am directed to take.

My look was even more solidified when I started singing in Greenwich Village with my sister Lucy. We wore matching dresses as the Simon Sisters.

When I was young, I told my sister that she had chunky thighs. She slapped me and I cried. She feels bad about it to this day, but I feel worse.

My parents divorced when I was eight; I never really knew my dad, and my mom raised my older sister and brother and me alone. It was challenging.

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?

I'm one of these children who grew up at the knee of my grandmother and her elder sister, listening to very old people talk about their memories.

My sister really drooled a lot when she was younger. For her wedding, I was going to get her one of those lace drool cups that go around the ears.

To be able to go the distance with a brother or sister, to have them turn into your ally, is about the greatest thing that can ever happen to you.

Like most of us, I'm used to juggling about 52 roles in life. Wife. Mother. Sister. Friend. Author. Sometimes I feel a bit 'multiple-personality'.

I wish I had acted better. I wish I had been the kind of sister who was patient enough to show my brother the proper spelling for 'Power Rangers.'

My first records were KISS's 'Love Gun,' Twisted Sister's 'Stay Hungry,' and Motley Crue's 'Shout at the Devil.' That had immense influence on me.

Dear brothers and sisters, after the great Pope John Paul II, the cardinals have elected me - a simple, humble worker in the vineyard of the Lord.

My sister and I are both diagnosed with second-hand smoke syndromes. We have never smoked, but we grew up with second-hand smoke our entire lives.

Going to the theater is such a joyous experience. My dad would take my sister and me to plays when we were very young, like six or seven years old.

My brother, a businessman, is the main cook in his home and my sister teaches cookery. Good food and good music were the mainstays of my childhood.

A number of girls of my acquaintance went to school to the nuns of the Congregational Nunnery, or Sisters of Charity, as they are sometimes called.

My mom and dad put my brother and sister through university and they were very keen for us to have an academic background just to give us a chance.

My sister is an opera singer. I grew up going to her recitals. This whole time, I'm like, 'She's the singer. I'm just strumming along and yelling.'

God is present in everything. In the universe in creation, in me and all that happens to me, in my brothers and sisters, in the church - everywhere.

My poor sister was forced to be in the plays that I would write. We would go to my grandma's retirement building and perform 'Phantom of the Opera.'

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