Family. Where Life Begins Love Never Ends.

Skepticism is the chastity of the intellect, and it is shameful to surrender it too soon or to the first comer: there is nobility in preserving it coolly and proudly through long youth, until at last, in the ripeness of instinct and discretion, it ca

Sisters are always drying their hair. Locked into rooms, alone, they pose at the mirror, shoulders bare, trying this way and that their hair, or fly importunate down the stair to answer the telephone

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

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

A sister is both your mirror - and your opposite

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

A sister is a little bit of childhood that can never be lost

A sister is one who reaches for your hand and touches your heart

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