Sister Quotes

My mum used to always dress me and my sister in matching Laura Ashley dresses. And I’d be like, ‘Mum, I just wanna wear my Doc Martens!’

I believe strongly in the rights of women… my mother is a woman, my sister is a woman, my daughter is a woman, my wife is a woman.

I think if you ask people why they watch me, there would be some common thread among all of them that I’m somewhat of an awkward older sister. I have a teen, mostly female demographic. How that happened, I don’t know. But I think they see me as some sort of bizarre role model, and I’ll keep trying to do that for them.

The coolest thing is that my sister and I, you know, we’ve done what a lot of people have not been able to do. Which is to have our own careers, together.

My grandma’s into music. My mom is a singer. Even my sister is a much better singer than I am. So you could say music runs in the family.

Recently, I was in Bernalda, my dad’s ancestral home town in Italy. He has just refurbished a palazzo and turned it into a hotel, so we had my sister’s wedding there. It was beautiful.

My sister and my brother, of whom I have not spoken before, were considerably older than I; it seemed almost as if we belonged to different generations.

I started singing in church with my sister Maria when I was four, and I’ve been pretty much singing ever since. There’s never been anything else for me to do.

It is natural not to care about a sister certainly not when she is four years older and grinds her teeth at night.

Actually, Keke is my nickname. When I was little, my sister was about four years old, and she had an imaginary friend named Keke. And she wanted my name to be Keke.

My mother is not a Catholic, but she’s always tried to drag my brother and my sister and I to church from a very young age, and we have always put up a little bit of a rebellion against it.

My mother grew up around horses and exposed my sister and I to riding early on. It was very important to her.

A ship’s engine far away on the water expands the summer-night horizon. Both joy and sorrow swell in the dew’s magnifying glass. Without really knowing, we divine; our life has a sister ship, following quietly another route. While the sun blazes behind the islands.

When I was a kid, I was roaming through Glastonbury Festival at eight years old, on my own. I say ‘on my own’, but I was probably with my oldest sister Sarah, and she would have been 13 or 14 at the time, so she’d have been walking us around. But I got to go places and meet people, and was trusted a lot, without a doubt.

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.

My younger brother runs a guesthouse, and my sister is a janitor. I have not given them money because they earn their own money. I pay for their children’s school fees.

Real excellence and humility are not incompatible one with the other, on the contrary they are twin sisters.

My brother and sister were much older. They were planned. I was not planned for. I was called the mistake, amongst other things.

One thing that sticks in my mind is when I was a kid, and I had just learned to read, I came across one of my older sister’s textbooks that explained compound pulley. I thought that was really neat, and I still do.

I was born and brought up in Liverpool with my clever little sister Jemma, who is 14 and wants to be a vet. My mum Jane is an administrator and my dad Peter is a taxi driver.

I was digging for stuff in a used bookstore, and I came upon ‘Little Sister.’ I fell in love with Chandler that night. I fell right down the rabbit hole of crime fiction.

My sister discovered the Beatles when she was about 11 and I’m four years younger. So we had nothing but Beatles paraphernalia. Every night I fell asleep to a different Beatles album.

My dear sister, I hope, when God Almighty in his righteous providence shall take me out of time into eternity, that it will be by a flash of lightning.

I couldn’t really relate much to my younger sister, because she was born in 1992, and I was born in 1986. And then my older sister, we just didn’t get on that much. Although we bonded over hating our stepdad.

It was very gray, very dreary. Everything was still rationed when I first saw the United States in 1951. I went over to visit my sister who was a war bride.

A lot of the time, the way it’s portrayed is that I only see women in a sexual way. But I grew up with just my mum and sister, so I respect women a lot.

I have a feeling that I make a very good friend, and I’m a good mother, and a good sister, and a good citizen. I am involved in life itself – all of it. And I have a lot of energy and a lot of nerve.

My sister does all this community-service type stuff in Portland that makes the world a much better place. And I make as much in a two-day commercial shoot as she does in five years, which is ridiculous.

Can you imagine peaking as a teen? I think if you peak in high school, there’s a problem. That’s what my sister always said: ‘Don’t worry, you’ll peak later.’

I always wanted to be a surgeon, because I had a lot of admiration for my father, who is also a surgeon. I also wanted to be a heart surgeon. That was motivated by the fact that my young aunt, a sister of my dad, died in her early 20s of a correctable heart disease.

I was raised in restaurants. My parents opened their first restaurant, Buonavia, in Queens when I was just 3. This business has always been my way of life. As a kid, home was reserved only for sleeping. After school, you could find my sister and I helping out at the family restaurant.

My parents are very competitive, so we are very competitive as kids. But it’s a good kind of competition; it’s not a jealousy. You always want to do your best, and if it can’t be you, you want it to be your brother or your sister, you know what I mean?

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

The next day the two sisters went to the ball, and so did Cinderella, but dressed more magnificently than before. The King’s son was always by her side, and his pretty speeches to her never ceased.

I have a lot of very close girlfriends and sisters – I’m from an all female family. My father often quips that even the cat was neutered!

My sister was always very motherly, babysitting and stuff.

If watching your child die is a parent’s worst nightmare, imagine having to tell your other child that his sister is dead… Although I am certain that he cried, that we all cried, what I remember more is how we collapsed into each other, as if the weight of our loss literally crushed us.

Every song brings back memories, like I remember where I wrote all these songs. ‘Universal Heartbeat’ was my apartment in New York City. ‘My Sister’ was at my apartment in Boston. I remember places and I remember what I was thinking when I wrote it.

What a different world it was when I first sailed for Europe in 1930, with my mother, sister, and brother to spend six months abroad.

My younger sister Debby had died of cancer, which started me writing – the sense of life being short. Cancer focuses your mind.

I remember when my mother, Shyamala Harris, bought our first home. I was thirteen. She was so proud, and my sister and I were so excited. Millions of Americans know that feeling of walking through the front door of their own home for the first time – the feeling of reaching for opportunity and finding it.

If you have a brother or sister, tell them you love them every day – that’s the most beautiful thing. I told my sister how much I loved her every day. That’s the only reason I’m OK right now.

Different people were good at different things, Lena mused. Lena was good at writing thank-you notes, for instance, and Effie was good at being happy.

I remembered moving from Sacramento to Los Angeles with my mum when I was seven and my sister was three or four.

Everybody has ideas. The vital question is, what do you do with them? My rock musician sons shape their ideas into music. My sister takes her ideas and fashions them into poems. My brother uses his ideas to help him understand science. I take my ideas and turn them into stories.

When my sister and I were growing up, she was made out to be the goody-goody one.

I want everybody to think I’m a hard worker as an aunt, a sister, a friend, a daughter, a niece, everything. I want to be great at every role, because every role in my life is as important as being Jessie J.

When I was younger, my sister thought it was funny to pretend to punch me in the face because my mom was concerned about my teeth falling out. They were loose for a long time, and she knocked out my teeth.

My younger sister retired a few years ago after a 30-year career teaching history and social studies at an inner-city high school.

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.

My sister had been praying for me since I was born: my sister, Stephanie, my namesake. That’s what she is to me; my namesake – Stephanie, Stephon. Stephanie – that’s my daughter’s name. I kept it in the family.

I’ve been drawing my whole life. My mom says my sister and I were drawing by age 1. Animation seems a real, natural extension of drawing as a way of telling a story visually.

Everybody I meet who uses ‘WhatsApp’, I ask them a question: ‘How did you hear about it?’ And they say, ‘My friends, my sister or my brother, somebody I know hounded me to install WhatsApp.’ We think there is more power to the network when it grows organically.

I am inherently a little brother – that’s just my nature. It has to do with my sister being very strong and wanting to protect me. It’s the natural order of things.

On ‘The Guiding Light’ I enjoyed working with Jamie Goodwin and Ellen Parker, who played my sister. I loved working with Jerry Ver Dorn and Jay Hammer. I mean, there’s some great fun people that I’ve really enjoyed.

Just to see if I liked vlogging, I uploaded a video of my sister and I cleaning up a river in a canoe for Earth Day. The sound was horrible, and the quality was horrible… But you have to blog what’s interesting to you and not care what anyone thinks.

She encouraged any artistic impulse I had, and my father discouraged any artistic impulse I had. They took out their problems with each other on me and my sister.

After my first video, I went out and had chicken noodle soup with my sister and manager. We were like, ‘How rock n’ roll are we? Celebrating the first video with chicken soup.’

You can sell nothing for a mark-up for a while, but only until something starts eating away at it. Now I can go home and click on Yahoo, call my sister and talk over a microphone for free.

Fairy tales were important to me. Aren’t they for any kid? My sister says I spent a good five years of my youth convinced I would grow up to be a princess.

My sister is not my mother, but more than anyone else, she fills that role for me now – like it or not. And indeed, all women I know play that role for somebody – like it or not.

My parents, Arthur and Olwen, were honest, working-class people who raised my brother Arthur, sister June, and me with the values of that era – patriotism, stoicism, honesty, concern for your neighbours, and judging a man by what he did rather than what he had.

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

My family and friends were definitely the key to my recovery. One thing that I do suggest is that anyone dealing with a life-threatening illness like cancer choose a point person for people to call to find out how you are doing – a sister, brother, mother, father, daughter, son, or close friend.

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.”

One day, my twin sister Sidra and I pranked Tyler Perry on the set of ‘For Better or Worse.’ I made her dress up as me and do a scene as if she were my character Angela. Tyler says, ‘Action!’ and my sister starts acting. It was horrible.

Wisdom and goodness are twin-born, one heart must hold both sisters, never seen apart.

My sister’s fish tacos are out of control. I’d give her a restaurant if I were a gazillionaire.

When I was a kid, we didn’t eat in restaurants much, but a good report card meant my sister or I could choose anyplace in town for a dinner out, and I always picked Benny’s, a dive bar near the train station, because they had the best nachos around.

I remember asking my mum when I was about 13, ‘Why are my brothers and sister so much older than me?’ And she just said, ‘You were a mistake.’ And I laughed.

Well, my sister played trumpet. Can you imagine having a sister blowing the trumpet around the house, Fred? And my brother, he played piano. Everybody was playing some kind of music, so it was natural for me to get into it.

I want to be alone and work until the day my heads hits the drawing table and I’m dead. Kaput. I feel very much like I want to be with my brother and sister again. They’re nowhere. I know they’re nowhere and they don’t exist, but if nowhere means that’s where they are, that’s where I want to be.

My sister and I never engaged in sibling rivalry. Our parents weren’t that crazy about either one of us.

My sister, singer Jessie Ware, and I are always exchanging music. We brainstormed her wedding playlist for months.

I’ve always loved working out. When I was little, my dad used to make me and my sister do 10 press-ups every day before we brushed our teeth in the morning. It was like a boot camp! Then I did a lot of athletics at school and was a dancer.

I raised my sister. I was six when she was born. My mother had to make a living for herself and it was very hard, so I was looking after my sister, cooking and cleaning, and she had four jobs.

My sister, brother, and I are 180 degrees different. Having a conversation with them, you have to tread lightly.

I was the oldest of the children in my family. I had to do a lot of diaper-changing and lunch-making. I was taking my little sister to ballet, picking up my brother, sort of being a super-nanny.

Sister Virginia used to say, ‘You’ll be known by the company you keep.’

My nickname is The Fonz. My sister Lori nicknamed me it when I was younger and it stuck.

When I was younger, I actually had a ghost face mask, and I stood in my sister’s room in the corner for, like, half an hour until she saw in the reflection, me behind her, and she freaked out and started slapping me.

My sister used to say I had a frail chest and she ‘d beat me up all the time.

My mother is the sort of woman who not only can raise a chicken and roast it to moist perfection but, as she proved to my openmouthed sister and me on a family holiday to Morocco when we were very young, can barter for one in a market, kill it, pluck it, and then cook it to perfection.

I grew up in a difficult environment, but I became a Christian as a teen. My mom and my sister soon became Christians also.

I think that every therapist that I know, including my dad and my sister, have their own issues. But that empathy is what makes them good at their job.

When I was a young co-ed at Arizona State University, my sister was the president of the College Republicans. I was her secretary.

I couldn’t be more proud of my little sister and the mother she is and am also incredibly proud of my mom and the huge influence she’s had on myself, my sisters, and now her grandchildren.

I have three younger siblings, so the four of us were outside all the time after school playing games, making up games. My sister made up a game called ‘roof ball.’ We’d play that constantly. She always beat me in it, and it made me very mad. But we were outside all the time.

Well, I have a sister that I’m very close with, and that relationship is probably the most intense relationship of my life to date, probably of my life, period.

I heard we’ll get you a pass because we know you’re married to a black woman. You’re married to a sister so we’ll give you that pass but also, those who know me but also if they look at the body of work, it is the bigger picture.

My granddaddy on my momma’s side, he was a romantic. He loved love songs. Every Valentine’s Day, I remember him buying a red carnation for my grandmomma, my momma and my sister. That was something you could count on every year.

But my brother Joey was there, and my sister Tina Nina Minnelli was there.

I stayed in Baghdad every summer until I was 14. My dad’s sister is still there, but many of my relatives have managed to get out. People forget that there are still people there who are not radicalized in any particular direction, trying to live normal lives in a very difficult situation.

No man who respects his mother or loves his sister, can speak disparagingly of any woman; however low she may seem to have sunk, she is still a woman. I want every man to remember this. Every woman is, or, at some time, has been a sister or daughter.

A sister is both your mirror – and your opposite.

In 1792, my Sister told me, I was growing out of my senses.

Sometimes when I visit my sister and her two children, I wonder if she missed a lot by getting married. Right now, nothing could be further from my mind than getting married.

Siblings: children of the same parents, each of whom is perfectly normal until they get together.

My sister and I wrote some songs together under a project called Sala Says Mhyp when I was 17. Sala is our cat. She died, and we wanted to do something in honor of our her. We were a proper cat family.

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.

I tell my boys not to play rough with their younger sister. I try to teach them what I know already: You’re never going to win an argument with a girl, so just let her have what she wants!

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.

I have always been a huge fan of reggae music. I remember going to see Bob Marley And The Wailers at the Hammersmith Odeon when I was 13. I went with my big sister, Cordelia, and it remains the most wonderful concert I’ve ever been to.

Although my family – parents and sister – all work in the personnel management business, their real passion is performing, amateur operatic societies and so on.

When I was really little, I was on a Pop Warner squad. I did it for a year. My dad was a Pop Warner football coach. I did it because my best friend was also on this cheer squad, and of course I looked up to my sister who was a cheerleader, so I wanted to cheer.

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

I had a wonderful mother who wanted my sister and me to have everything, even though money was a very prominent thing we didn’t have. But we had a very happy childhood – pretty much ideal, in fact.

Growing up, I had a very normal relationship with my brother and sister. But, over time, they became my best friends, and now I hang out with them all the time. I’m very close with them.

I had a kind of tough early life. I had a tough time in school. I had an unsympathetic family in terms of what I was trying to do. I decided that my family situation was simply hopeless. I kinda bailed out, and my brother and sister didn’t. I failed at marriage, which I’m very upset with myself over.

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

‘Black Beauty,’ by Anna Sewell, remains a star-dusted memory because my mom read it aloud to my sister and me at night for months. I was no more than 7.

At first, I was using my sister Susan’s lyrics, as I could not write myself, only the music. And then one day, she and I had a fight, and she threatened to take away the lyrics from all the songs that I put the lyrics to, so it was that day that I began writing my first lyric to the music.

I definitely used to lie about my age. I’m from Tennessee and everyone would vacation in Destin, Florida, where there are lots of cute guys. I would go with my older sister and lie about my age to them.

I cry at random things, like a flower, or someone giving me a present, or my sister giving me a nice hug.

My sister called her pillow a pilgo. My brother called his pacifier his nimma. But I don’t think I was much of a word generator myself.

When I was growing up, my stepmother’s sister was the chief detective in one of the adjoining towns, so she piqued my interest in crime.

‘Pulp Fiction’ was probably one of the first films I ever saw that really kind of took effect on me. I was about four years old – obviously wasn’t supposed to be seeing that film; my sister kind of sneaked it out and we got to see it. She’s older than me. That was something I always used to watch.

I do confess to being the exasperated, bossy, know-it-all, overachieving big sister.

My older brother was into Creedence Clearwater Revival and ZZ Top, and my sister was into pop radio. So somewhere along the line, I got into Ozzy Osbourne, REO Speedwagon, Heart, Pat Benetar, Journey.

I want to do something where I play Judi Dench’s younger sister or daughter.

I wasn’t necessarily the brightest in my family. I think my older sister was probably more clever, but I worked very hard.

I sometimes found myself more comfortable around my TV family than I did with my own parents and sister.

Nobody ever seems to want my advice about serious stuff. People will be like: ‘Who made that sweater?’ Or ‘How did you get your hair so straight?’ They don’t to come to me for the relationship advice or deep stuff. In fact, my little sister actually hides from me.

I had a sister who died many years ago, and I believe that she protects me from the sky. She was eight years old. It was a car accident in Argentina. I was five or six, so it was much worse for my parents.

I was brought up by my mum and my sister. I’ve always been around independent women; I like that. Anybody who’s a fake I don’t like and I don’t talk to.

You nine daughters of Jupiter, sisters of one heart.

My sister plays piano, and my brother used to be on the drums. My dad sings; he’s got a good voice.

My grandmother would take me to the cinema quite a lot. She’d take me with her and sometimes she’d sneak my sister in, and then we’d sometimes just sit and watch the movie again.

I have an older brother and older sister. My older sister is the girliest girl on the planet, so I just hated everything about that. I did anything my brother did. He actually got me into wrestling. I watched it because he did, and I played video games because he did.

When I was really young. My sister and I would create different characters with our Barbie dolls – I’d be the crazy diva Barbie and she’d be the homeless Barbie.

My twin sister, my cousin, and I used to write and perform plays for my family. We raided the closets for costumes and fought over parts. I’m sure I was the bossiest one.

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’.

Twisted Sister plays 20, 25 shows a year. But if the band had their druthers, they’d be out playing all the time.

I’m a big fish eater. Salmon – I love salmon. My sister loves Chinese food and sushi and all that. I’m not as big of a fan, but she likes it so we eat it a lot. So I’m beginning to like it more. I don’t like the raw sushi. I liked the cooked crab and lobster and everything.

My sister and I are incredibly close, and we created together from childhood through the time we spent in Chicago at the Annoyance Theatre.

I just want people to understand that regardless of what it is that you do – whether you’re a teacher, whether you are a doctor, a single mother, a college student, a big sister – that you have strength within you, and I want people to be inspired to walk in their own superhero regardless of what it is that they do.

It was my sister Maureen who was responsible for my becoming a Reagan.

I didn’t realize I was the ‘fat’ sister until I went on TV and the media started saying that about me.

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.’

I don’t know whether John Roberts has a twin, perhaps a sister or, uh, someone with a Hispanic last name

My little sister Kylie puts an amazing outfit together every day, and it just works for her. For me, it’s more like jeans, boots, maybe a jacket. Sometimes I get caught in my sweats.

I always sang. I wanted to be in a band with my sister, and I was, at 11. At 12, I started writing seriously, and that was my pacifier all through high school – that and painting.

Madonna and I worked very closely. I was more like the big sister to her.

Because my dad died when I was young, and I have a severely disabled sister, I couldn’t really push the envelope at home.

My mum and dad are pretty amazing chefs and they spent most of my childhood cooking really extravagant things for my sister and me.

My first two books, ‘Letters to a Young Brother’ and ‘Letters to a Young Sister,’ were… distributed pretty widely. Judges in juvenile justice facilities started citing the book as required reading.

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

Each one of us is responsible for the whole of humankind. We need to think of each other really as brothers and sisters and to be concerned for each other’s welfare. Rather than working solely to acquire wealth, we need to do something meaningful, something directed seriously towards the welfare of humanity as a whole.

My sister is my sister regardless – has always been and always will be and has no choice about it. This is a love quite distinct from that of a lover, with whom we fall in love, in part, because they are free and have a choice.

I grew up with a beautiful gold harp sitting in our living room. My older sister played it.

You will not easily get a man to believe that his carnal love for the woman he has made his wife is as high a love as that he feltfor his mother or sister.

I would love to work with Marion Cotillard… and my sister! I’ve never worked with Dakota before in a movie. It’d be so cool to be on screen interacting with each other one day. It will happen, I’m just not sure when.

My sister, I have a sister who’s 12 years older, she was always the party girl, the outrageous one.

I come from a family of educators. My sister is a college teacher. My dad is a college teacher, but first a junior high teacher.

I called up and said, ‘Dad, I won a MacArthur.’ My father goes: ‘I always thought your sister would win that,’ and I said, ‘Dad, just say congratulations and keep your private thoughts private.’ At that point he laughed, then burst into tears, and it was obvious that he was so happy and proud.

My mother was the worst kind of stage mother. She would make me and my younger sister and brother little duckling costumes and put us in kiddie shows.

My family is everything. I am what I am thanks to my mother, my father, my brother, my sister… because they have given me everything. The education I have is thanks to them.

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.

We have tried you citizens; we are trying you now, and you have a couple of dollars for the sorrowing mothers, brothers and sisters by way of a charity gift.

I love art. My sister is an artist and my mother is a painter, so it is very much in the family. I haven’t ever wanted to be a fine artist myself – my sister robbed me of my artistic talent, I think.

I see my sister, and she’s on her second baby, and I’m like, ‘That’s success.’ Having a family – I can’t wait for that.

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.

I’m a mom. I’m a wife. I’m an actress. I’m an executive producer. I’m an author. I’m an entrepreneur, and I’m a sister and a best friend.

I finally moved out of my parent’s house. It was only fair to let my sister have her own room.

Music was in the air when I was growing up. My siblings Katy, Dave and Phil were musical; my dad worked in inner-city New York where a musical revolution was taking place – folk music, rock n’ roll, gospel music. My sister taught me to sing. My brothers taught me to play.

My mom was a diabetic. Her sister was a diabetic, so I was already a candidate.

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 mom really let us do our own thing and play with different trends, and my sister was a little older, so she had all the beauty tricks. I would stuff things like rolled-up toilet paper into my hair to get volume, or do the reverse, and I’d lie on my back, and she’d use an actual iron to straighten it.

Going out in Paris was like going out in the ’30s dressed like the Andrews Sisters. It was everything I’d seen in books at my grandparents’ house, only it was our generation.

My mother would work 14 hours, and she’d come home, and she’d just get right into cooking… she wanted to make sure my brother, my sister and I had food in our bellies.

I am surrounded by counselors. My sister is a counselor. My daughter is training to be a counselor. A lot of my friends are counselors.

I am Gabrielle Anwar: mother, lover, daughter, sister, friend, and creator in the pursuit of happiness.

My sister and I were not allowed expensive clothes. We so badly wanted these Fila sneakers as kids, but my mother took us down to the flea market and got imitation ones. Look at the early Destiny’s Child videos. You’ll see.

My very sassy, older southern sister is very quick to point out that it’s a luxury that my daughter gets to come to work with me. She does, and I have lunch with her every single day. My mom says I have ‘high class problems.’

My sister has been there for me through everything.

Dr. King said, ‘We are all tied together in a garment of mutual destiny.’ Which says to me no matter how well I may be doing in Hollywood, if a young brother or sister in Louisiana, the South Bronx, the South Side of Chicago, South Central Los Angeles – is not doing well, then I’m not doing very well.

The women I love most are Latina – my sister, mother, and daughter. They’re spontaneous but spend a majority of their time trying to make others happy.

…she’ll go and fall in love, and there’s an end of peace and fun, and cozy times together.

We had very few things. I had a couple pairs of jeans, a couple shirts. And same with my mom and sister. I think my sister had, like, two toys. We were living off of instant noodles.

I am from a woman’s family. My great-grandmother had three daughters and a son. My grandmother had two daughters, and my mother had two daughters. My sister had a daughter and then finally a son. You should have seen my father with the son. He could not believe that finally there was a boy in the family.

When my sister and I were very young, my father used to tell us fairy stories that he’d made up. My mother was always telling him that he should write them down, but he would say, ‘Well, they’ve all been done before. There are so many blooming books in the world – why should I write another one?’

Crime is a very hard genre to feminise. If you have a female protagonist she is going to be looking after her mum when she gets older; she is going to be worried about her brother and sister; she will be making a living while bringing up kids.

My mother, grandmother and older sister all cooked, so it was hard to get into the kitchen. So I have no talent for cooking. I was always out in the garage with my dad. I have a tool belt. I’m a repair chick.

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

I’ve always felt lucky because my parents included my sister and I in their cultural life.

The ones the listeners loved most of all in those early years were the four Lennon girls who became the whole nation’s little sisters.

I remember admiring my aunt’s – my mom’s sister’s – fashion, which was very feminine and sexy, but always sophisticated.

We are sisters. We will always be sisters. Our differences may never go away, but neither, for me, will our song.

My parents always told my sister and me that if we wanted to, we could be doctors and lawyers, like my father and his brothers, like some of their women friends. Denise and I had art in our sights, though.

My brothers and sister and me grew up making fun of each other, the way we’d speak or move. When we get together, everyone’s funny, quick, loud, and speaks on top of each other. It was like a great comedy school; nothing is precious.

I watched ‘Billy Madison’ maybe 80 times. It’s my favourite movie. Watched it, like, a million times. My brother and sister watched it with me all the time.

I am a daughter, a sister, a wife and a mother. I am a friend of women and I am their advocate.

I do have a sister – I have two sisters.

Almost everything in ‘A Day With Wilbur Robinson’ has some basis in truth. And yes, my sister did pay me to feed her grapes while she talked to her boyfriend on the phone.

I wanted to be a composer before anything else. And my sister was listening to Led Zeppelin in the other room! When I heard that, it was a game-changer.

I was a math whiz who stunk at English, so of course I wanted to be a writer more than anything in the world. I performed impromptu plays for my grandmother’s sewing circle but forced my little sister to ask for ketchup at McDonald’s.

I was born in a middle class Muslim family, in a small town called Myonenningh in a northern part of Bangladesh in 1962. My father is a qualified physician; my mother is a housewife. I have two elder brothers and one younger sister. All of them received a liberal education in schools and colleges.

I consider my mom and all my sisters my friends.

My sisters said, Why do you make those faces? You make yourself so ugly.

Mom and sister played piano growing up; my grandma still plays piano in church. They always beat me over the head trying to get me to play piano, but I was more interested in riding dirt bikes and playing in the mud.

My sister is a very peculiar lady. When we were young, I wasn’t allowed to talk to her friends. Now I’m not allowed to talk to her children, nor are they permitted to see me. This is the nature of the lady. Doesn’t bother me at all.

One of my kids was born in 1968. There were going to be political difficulties, but they were never going to have that level of hatred and contempt that my brothers and my sister and myself were exposed to.

My family had a membership to the Riverside Yacht Club where my brother, Sandy, learned to sail, and I competed in local swim races. My sister, Marcia, became a competitive springboard diver, and my brother excelled in water polo.

In kindergarten, we had this Irish Catholic headmistress called Sister Leonie, and I remember she would tell us, say, to put the crayons in the box. I remember thinking, ‘Why is everyone finding this so easy? Why should the crayons be in the box?’

I had an older brother, an older sister and a younger brother, and though I look back fondly on my childhood, I think that when you’ve got four siblings sharing the same resources and a single kids’ bathroom, it’s going to get a little tense at times.

I want make more records with my sister. I want to go on the road. I want to tour around the world. I want to continue to make great films and work with incredible directors that I respect and look up to.

I do not have a family, per se. When I was younger, I grew up in foster care with my brother and sister. It was really a struggle, and knowing that there were people out there with tight-knit families really made my childhood an unfortunate one.

When I was 11, I had an Ugly Sister birthday party. All my idea. Most girls want to be a fairy or a princess, but there I am with beauty spots and fur and fluorescent pink kiss-curls.

Tennessee Williams was so adept at portraying characters who are both fallible and vulnerable. Women were a huge influence in his life, his mother and sister in particular.

I was okay with school. My sister Kourtney was extremely smart. I always read a little slower.

I have only one sister, Asha Nanda, and she lives in Maharani Bagh.

That best portion of a man’s life, his little, nameless, unremembered acts of kindness and love.

I live myself with my cat Pebbles. She isn’t enjoying the attention as much as me – she ran off up the stairs as soon as the film crew for the show came into the house. She didn’t come down for hours. But I have the support of all my brothers and sisters and my neighbours and friends – everyone thinks it’s just great.

I have my father’s lopsided mouth. When I smile, my lips slope to one side. My doctor sister calls it my cerebral palsy mouth. I am very much a daddy’s girl, and even though I would rather my smile wasn’t crooked, there is something moving for me about having a mouth exactly like my father’s.

I respect everyone, from the homeless brother and sister on the street to the executive that sits in the highest office named President Barack Obama. I respect everyone – but we over-respect no one.

You know, it comes from my mother’s side of the family. She had seven sisters and one brother, and all of them could play instruments. I suppose I picked it up from that.

I’m super-sensitive when it comes to my sister. I’ve been known to snap off a little bit behind her.

I remember having a conversation with my sister, saying, ‘What if I don’t make it? What if I’m still waiting tables when I’m 35?’ I was just at the end of my rope. But I’ve been at the end of that rope several times.

When I was a child I thought I saw an angel. It had wings and kinda looked like my sister. I opened the door so some light could come into the room, and it sort of faded away. My mother said it was probably my Guardian Angel.

I got put out of my church choir because my pastor said, ‘We can’t have baby sister singing the blues and coming in here and singing on Sunday morning.’

Everybody has fights with their sister.

Ireland and England are like two sisters; I would have them embrace like one brother.

The world’s most competitive man, my dad. Wouldn’t let us win at Monopoly… he wouldn’t cut any slack for his children. My sister’s also very, very competitive but she is more concerned than I am with being liked. So she hides it away. I try to make my competitiveness part of my charm.

My sister is not a public person, so I don’t think it’s right to discuss her.

When I moved to L.A. a few years ago, my sister hung out with a couple of people with big followings. I’d hang out with them, too, and eventually was tagged in a picture with Acacia Brinley, who does a lot on YouTube. She got me from, like, 6,000 to 17,000 followers over a couple of days.

Me and my sister made up a game called ‘Milky Cow’. We were on holiday in France when I was 12, and there was a kid who had bovine features, and every time we went past her, we’d say, ‘There’s Milky Cow’.

Well, I used to have a sister, but I never got to meet her because she died after two days, I think. So if I got a tattoo, it would probably have to be something to do with my sister. I actually want to get a tattoo when I’m older of something about her.

I have a younger brother and sister who actually play in my band, and we were always into Disney music, big time. The first time I heard myself sing was when I recorded myself singing a Disney song. I remember it because it was awful, and I didn’t expect to hear that. I think it was ‘A Whole New World’ from ‘Aladdin.’

I witnessed a home birth with my sister Khloe and, after seeing it, I felt it wasn’t for me. There was too much risk involved, and it wasn’t as sanitary as a hospital.

I grew up in a family with two very strong women, my mother and my older sister, and they were big influences on my life.

When I was a kid, I used to pretend to be Bond; I used to make up scenarios and irritate my sister and annoy my mother and father pretending to be someone else, so I kind of was already acting when I was a child. I just didn’t really know it.

I played the clarinet, and my sister played the violin… If we’d had the discipline and the passion, maybe we could have been good.

My sister Kim is like Lucille Ball. She’s magical in terms of her performance and her writing.

As a child, I studied violin. My sister, who’s 10 years older, was the actress in the family. I was painfully shy.

My sister and I cooked a lot together; my sister was a very healthy vegetarian. She was always a real good teacher for me about organics, recycling, composting -whenever you hear me talk about it, it’s usually because of my sister’s influence.

When you go somewhere like Kenya and you see how the children don’t have pencils and pens, and all of these things are considered luxuries, and what a privilege they see education as and how hungry they are to learn, I wanted to give my brother and sister long lectures. That definitely stayed with me.

I had once thought I would become a doctor but gave up on the thought soon enough. I took up the racquet instead. Later, when I saw my sister studying so much to become a doctor, I was like, ‘Thank God I am a shuttler!’

I remember being a kid and trying to do make-up and being so bad at it – but my sister Kylie was so good. It came so naturally to her. For me, it was never natural.

My family life reads a bit like ‘Little House on the Prairie.’ I was big sister to Joan, Renee, and brother William, and we grew up in Dalkey, a little town 10 miles outside of Dublin. It was a secure, safe and happy childhood, which was meant to be a disadvantage when it comes to writing stories about family dramas.

I want to make as much money as I possibly can so that when my day comes, my mother and sister is fine. My close friends are fine. They don’t have to worry about anything ever again.

Rock ‘n’ roll offered me a platform to speak what I felt. It also offered me a platform to support my mama and my brothers and sisters – twelve children.

I think the real heroic teachers are the ones who work with kids, like my mom and my sister do.

I always like to win. But I’m the big sister. I want to make sure she has everything, even if I don’t have anything. It’s hard. I love her too much. That’s what counts.

My siblings are my best friends.

When I was growing up in New Jersey, my mom would regularly take my sister and I into the city to see shows. I have many fond memories of standing in the half-price ticket line in Times Square and going to matinees.

I just found out last week – my sister told me – that my father had some Beatles records. So I must have heard them quite a bit, but it never registered, really. Now I listen to them with new ears.

This union has been divided in like a civil war – brother against brother – sister against sister. And I’m pulling it together. We’ve already seen evidence of that in New York, in Pennsylvania, in California. The first thing is we have to get on the same page. We have to be united in one cause.

My youngest sister belonged to a group called the Twelve Tribes for many years. She recently left, with her husband and four children. Talking to her about her experiences in the group is fascinating, moving, and enlightening.

My earliest musical memory is of my older sister playing me Nirvana’s ‘Nevermind’ on headphones in the back of the car on a road trip.

Until blacks and whites see each other as brother and sister, we will not have parity. It’s very clear.

My sister and I were born in San Francisco. When our parents died, we came down here to live with relatives.

Besides, I have a sister who’s straight. And I want her to know that I love her and support her.

Getting close to books, and spending time by myself, I was obliged to think about things I would never have thought about if I was busy romping around with a brother and sister.

Having grown up Protestant, I was unfamiliar with St. Francis. Then I watched the movie ‘Brother Sun, Sister Moon’… I just became fascinated with the character of St. Francis. What I saw in that movie was a man who had fallen in love with God, someone for whom God was everything.

It was tough times in Ohio when we lived there. My dad was between unemployed and just selling random knickknacks at a flea market. My mom was a cashier at a Chinese food restaurant. They both had awesome careers back in Taiwan, and they came here for my sister and I.

My sister is nine years younger than I am.

I date African-American women. That’s all I date. In my family, it was never discussed – but I love black women. Nothing beats a sister. However, when you see a female like Jennifer Lopez, you have to acknowledge that there are many beautiful Latino women as well.

I sang a song at my sister’s wedding. My mother forced me into that, too. But that one felt all right.

It was natural to see the struggle for dignity for black people in America as a sister struggle of the Jewish struggle. So growing up, it was always a part of my breakfast cereal to think of myself as someone who was part of a larger struggle.

Growing up, I never heard my parents curse, never. The first time I ever said a curse word was with my sister Kim.

I have an older sister who sounds, unfortunately, exactly like me, and we sound like our mother did.

I was crawling out of the bedroom window with my older sister when I should have still been playing with dolls.

People always ask you, ‘Are you like brother and sister? Are you like a married couple?’ It’s really original and it can’t really be explained.

There’s something so great about being with your nephew and, when you’re tired, just handing him off back to your sister.

Big sisters and brothers… I am telling you, it never changes.

There’s no better friend than a sister.

Marriage was never a dream or an ambition for me. I thank my real mother for the fact that – unlike my sitcom mother – she never put any pressure on me or my sister to marry.

Essentially, I spent most of my childhood with my mother and my older sister, and I suppose I had rather a romantic vision of how things might be if there were men around; I saw myself in a country house with six children and a garden. That has never been achieved – and I still regret it.

My mother likes to say that I was conceived to shop – not just born to shop. My whole life as a child was following her and her sister and friends around on her shopping trips.

Making movies was more a reaction to not being chosen for sports. Other kids were out there playing at whatever; I was off making something blow up and filming it, or making a mould of my sister’s head using alginating plaster.

I was fortunate enough to book a pilot, and we just got picked up for a midseason replacement for ABC. It’s called ‘Romantically Challenged,’ and I’m going to be playing Alyssa Milano’s little sister. The other actor in it is Kyle Bornheimer from ‘Worst Week’ – he’s hilarious.

It’s equally as important to me to be a good friend and a good sister and a good daughter. I’m very close with my family and friends.

I grew up in a home where animals were ever-present and often dominated our lives. There were always horses, dogs, and cats, as well as a revolving infirmary of injured wildlife being nursed by my sister the aspiring vet.

I honestly don’t even know how I got into acting. It happened so quickly because my mom and sister used to do commercials, and apparently when I was little I would unbuckle myself from the stroller and crash their auditions.

When I received the call saying: ‘Bruno, you have the chance of moving to Manchester’ I called my wife, my brother, my sister, my mother and just started crying. But I was crying through happiness.

My childhood is more hick than I could ever possibly relate to you, and also more intellectual than you would ever expect. For instance, me and my sister, when we were little, we would compete to see who could eat the most squirrel brains.

I grew up believing my sister was from the planet Neptune and had been sent down to Earth to kill me.

I have a lot of good role models in my family for things off the court – like my older sister, who’s a lawyer. I don’t like writing papers, but she’s helped me a lot. It’s nice to have an art and business background because they tie together perfectly.

The one thing I really lucked out on is that all through my teenage years, when my sister was a lifeguard and everyone I knew was out in the sun all day – I was in the theater. Everyone called me Casper because I never had a tan, and everyone else was tan all the time. I think that was the luckiest thing of my life.

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.

I can’t wait for my little sisters to start dating, because it will really be fun to pick on their boyfriends.

My sister is a masseuse, so we trade – she gives me massages and I give her prepared meals. It’s a great system I’d recommend: Cook or babysit for a friend in exchange for one of her skills.

I don’t like my shoes,’ said Rose. ‘I’m wearing my shoes and you don’t see me complain.’ ‘You only hear a person complain,’ said Rose. ‘Not see.’ How has Rose lived for seventeen years and no one has killed her, not once?

My first paying job might have been doing a play, actually. My mom paid me to dress up as a flounder at my sister’s ‘Little Mermaid’ – themed birthday party when I was little.

I was the typical little sister who wanted to be just like her older brother. When I was growing up, my brother wrote phenomenal stories, so I wanted to write them, too.

Whenever something went wrong when I was young – if I had a pimple or if my hair broke – my mom would say, ‘Sister mine, I’m going to make you some soup.’ And I really thought the soup would make my pimple go away or my hair stronger.

With my father and sister being very depressed for most of their lives, it was incumbent on me to try to make them laugh, in this ridiculous way. They were the wittiest people I knew, but to get a smile from them was like winning the lottery.

If you look at ‘The X-Files’ generally, we did 202 episodes. About 80% of them are not ‘mythology’ episodes, which tend to be the epic episodes. They deal with the big conspiracies, the search for Mulder’s sister. They deal with what I would call the ‘saga’ of ‘The X-Files.’

I came into this environment where there was so much love, so much positive energy. I never heard my parents say, ‘We have adopted kids.’ The minute my sister Linda and I landed in Sweden, we were their kids.

I was born in Joliet, Illinois. It was totally Midwestern – small, little house, two great parents, and a sister and a beagle.

Pick up a camera. Shoot something. No matter how small, no matter how cheesy, no matter whether your friends and your sister star in it. Put your name on it as director. Now you’re a director. Everything after that you’re just negotiating your budget and your fee.

I was thrilled as a kid to point out my sister as she danced and sang on the stage, and she was pretty good artistically. She was a great inspiration to me. She was the one who sort of led me into show business.

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.

Once I showed up at my sister’s with a baby rabbit I had bought from some children because its ears were cold. I put the rabbit on a hot water bottle and massaged its ears for quite a while. After all, I knew that all healthy animals had warm ears.

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.

I basically drew my own family. My father’s name is Homer. My mother’s name is Margaret. I have a sister Lisa and another sister Maggie, so I drew all of them. I was going to name the main character Matt, but I didn’t think it would go over well in a pitch meeting, so I changed the name to Bart.

My sister and I are opposites in many ways. She is six feet tall, while I’m five feet four.

When I was growing up, I always read horror books, while my sister read romance novels.

All my family, my blood, is mixed up now. They don’t even all know each other. I just hope they don’t never hate or fight each other, not knowin who they are. Cause all these people livin are brothers and sisters and cousins. All these beautiful different colors! We!… We the human Family. God says so! FAMILY!

My mom worked as a pharmacist, but she is one of the best storytellers I know. My sister is a gospel and opera singer and my brother, who passed away, was a writer.

I was very close to my Dad as I grew up with him more than mom as she was traveling with my sister.

I was born Pauline Matthews and grew up in Bradford as one of three children – I had an older brother, David, and an older sister, Betty. My father Fred worked in the mills as a textile weaving supervisor, and my mother, Mary, was a housewife.

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.

I have my three brothers, and then I have my adopted sister from El Salvador, who is actually the oldest. My brother and I were already born, and then my parents adopted my sister from El Salvador during the war and had two more kids.

My first rock band was called Mike and the Majestics. I was about twelve, and my older sister Kathy was the manager. There were three of us: me and a friend on guitars and a drummer. We were young, but we played for a lot of fraternity parties, plugging both guitars and a microphone into one little amplifier.

I grew up believing my sister was from the planet Neptune and had been sent down to Earth to kill me. I believed this because my sister Emily convinced me of it when I was a toddler. I think she’d seen Invasion of the Body Snatchers and her imagination ran away with her. There’s a part of me that still believes it.