Your sister is the only true friend you'll ever have.

I see now that you suffered by having me as your older sister. I’m sorry.

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 don’t like the younger sister,” Theodora said. “First she stole her sister’s lover, and then she tried to steal her sister’s dishes. No, I don’t like her.

I am ashamed she is ashamed. Because she is my daughter and I am proud of her, and I am her mother but she is not proud of me.

Now she hates me. I have taught her that, at least.

My unhealthy affection for my second daughter has waned. Now I despise all my seven children equally.

Once you have a sister, you never stop having her, even if you can no longer see or touch her.

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

She was not yet dead. But I was already alone.

My sister has mistaken me for a mushroom. She keeps me in the dark and feeds me shit.

The life I led now I’d made so I would never be her again. I’d never wanted to be reminded of her and her struggles again. And yet I knew I had always been her; I still was her. I

Were you aware that my sister looks like my brother? They both look nonexistent.

Oh, sister, am I not a brother to you
And one deserving of affection?
And is our purpose not the same on this earth
To love and follow his direction?
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Oh, sister, when I come to knock on your door
Don't turn away, you'll create sorrow
Time is an ocean but it ends at the shore
You may not see me tomorrow