Sister Night Quotes

#1. When you can look into the face of another human being and you have enough light in you to recognize your brother or you sister. Until then it is night, and darkness is still with us.

Henri J.M. Nouwen

#2. After my older sister Pauline died, Faith dried my tears night after night as I cried myself to sleep. Faith persisted, and it woke me up every morning after, forcing me to leave the security of my down-covered cave and feel the warmth of the sun on my face. Faith never gives up.

Terri Enghofer

#3. You can almost believe what you know is not true when you really have to.

Carol Plum-Ucci

#4. It's hard to say when my interest in writing began, or how. My mother read to my sister and me every night, and we always loved playing make-believe games. I had a well-primed imagination. I didn't start thinking about writing as a serious pursuit, a career I could have, until after college.

Sara Zarr

#5. And what did you do last night, Dexter? Oh, I played with my dolls while a friend chopped up my sister.

Jeff Lindsay

#6. Perhaps it is as simple as Hannah's sister is marrying one of the few men in the world I call friend." His gaze strayed to where Joley stood rigid against the wall. "Or perhaps I wanted to see, one more time, whether the reason I can no longer sleep at night is worth it.

Christine Feehan

#7. She was as different from her dazzling sister as night was to day. Ballard found it difficult to look at the younger girl for more than a moment at a time. Beauty such as hers blinded him, like looking directly at the sun. Louvaen though--he could happily drown in the dark Louvaen.

Grace Draven

#8. '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.

Scott Turow

#9. The dark fever I'd caught that first night I'd set foot in Dublin had turned into a fever of a different kind: a bloodfever - as in I wanted blood, spilled for my sister.

Karen Marie Moning

#10. {ELIZA]
I have never been the type to try and grab the spotlight. We were at a revel with some rebels on a hot night. Laughing at my sister as she dazzling the room. Then you walked in and my heart went boom.

Lin-Manuel Miranda

#11. I first heard about 'genes' when I was six years old. At dinner one night, I heard my mom tell my sister, 'It's in your genes.'

Anne Wojcicki

#12. Make a wish," said Indigo.
Rose made a wish and then asked, "Why?"
"That's what I always do. Wish on the moving ones."
"Does it matter how fast they move?"
"I don't think so."
"Can you wish on airplanes, too?"
"Oh, yes.

Hilary McKay

#13. My mother, Southern to the bone, once told me, "All Southern literature can be summed up in these words: 'On the night the hogs ate Willie, Mama died when she heard what Daddy did to Sister.'" She raised me up to be a Southern writer, but it wasn't easy.

Pat Conroy

#14. There is no man in creation who is not your brother No woman not your sister, no child not your own For all suffer the Plague, righteous and sinful alike And all must band together to withstand the night.

Peter V. Brett

#15. She considered compassion the highest virtue, but that night on Obstetric Ward B, it had had a twin sister whose face was invisible to Carla. The suffering women, however, had recognized it immediately: condemnation.

Erik Valeur

#16. Before my sister, Sara, and I went to bed at night, my mom would show us books on Manet and other artists. Even then I was always really interested in how the women looked in the images.

Erdem Moralioglu

#17. I went to the opening of 'Sister Act,' and I had such a great time. I had no idea what it was about, and I had never seen the movies. But I heard the show went through some major last-minute craziness in previews, and man, opening night was really fun and really entertaining.

Aaron Lazar

#18. I started walking at night with my sister in law which has been amazing. It really does something for you. It just kind of clears the mind, it just makes you feel better, things start to tighten a little bit.

Ashley Scott

#19. is it like this every night, while we're asleep?

Jodi Picoult

#20. Don't say I never gave you anything," he said. " I gave you the stars. Good night, little sister.

Cate Tiernan

#21. The night is a very bad time for questions to which there are no answers." Mr Badule looked at her. "You are very right, my sister. There is

Alexander McCall Smith

#22. 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.

Tomas Transtromer

#23. One night, I drink too many toasts with vodka, and once in my blameless, virtuous life, I wind up getting sick in a decorative urn. The price? My sister's eternal condemnation." "Not condemnation. But eternal teasing? Definitely.

Claudia Gray

#24. I would dream of birds and flora, beasts and cave dwellers. Every childhood night was a broken night. My sister escaped. For a while, my brother did too (extraordinarily).

Abigail George

#25. How are you?"
Rosa shrugged her shoulders. "My sister turned into a giant snake last night. And your cousin Tano - "
"Second cousin."
"He was there too. He was a tiger. I recognized him from his eyes. Then I fainted." She looked at him. "How does that sound?

Kai Meyer

#26. 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.

Christina Ricci

#27. Sometimes the things you search far and wide for are right under your nose.

Carol Plum-Ucci

#28. I'd heard Joyce Grenfell on the radio, and when Mum gave me a book of her comic routines, I just loved it. Me and my sister shared a bedroom, and every night I'd drive her mad with my version of 'George, Don't Do That' about people we knew at school.

Dorothy Atkinson

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

Gertrude Stein

#30. I don't know if anybody thinks of themselves as bad. We all have excuses.

Carol Plum-Ucci

#31. AlmaMia was seven the night she shaved her fourteen-year-old sister's left eyebrow while the older sibling slept.

Magaly Guerrero

#32. I didn't cry when they buried my father - I wouldn't let myself. I didn't cry when they buried my sister. On Thursday night, with my family asleep upstairs, my eyes filled as Agassi and Marcos Baghdatis played out the fifth set of their moving second-round match.

Greg Garber

#33. DEATH: "Mostly they aren't too keen to see me. They fear the sunless lands. But they enter your realm each night without fear."
MORPHEUS: "And I am far more terrible than you, sister.

Neil Gaiman

#34. You don't trust any man, Ephani. (Danger)
And neither should you, little sister. Take a bit of Amazon advice. Ride him into the ground all night long, then slide a blade between his ribs come morning. (Ephani)
That's harsh. (Alexion)
So is life. (Ephani)

Sherrilyn Kenyon

#35. Yeah. They wake up a couple of times in the night, but, you know, that is the ineffable nature of the young! I said. This woman was bound to be impressed by what an engaged big sister I was. Also, my vocabulary.

Caitlin Moran

#36. I'm already gone. I died that night on the side of that road with my sister.

Trisha Leaver

#37. People love to see you get ahead - so long as you don't get farther ahead than they are.

Carol Plum-Ucci

#38. A good wife is one who serves her husband in the morning like a mother does, loves him in the day like a sister does and pleases him like a prostitute in the night.

Chanakya

#39. What is Music? How do you define it? Music is a calm moonlit night, the rustle of leaves in Summer. Music is the far off peal of bells at dusk! Music comes straight from the heart and talks only to the heart: it is Love! Music is the Sister of Poetry and her Mother is sorrow!

Sergei Rachmaninoff

#40. Every night, no matter what has happened during the day, no matter if I am torn and bloodied or so bone-tired I wish I were dead, I look up at the stars and I give each star a brother's name or a sister's face. I will not sleep until I remember every one. The stars will burn out before I forget.

Cassandra Clare

#41. But finally, into the world came a baby girl, just as, I'm very, very sorry to say, her mother, and my sister, slipped away from the world after a long night of suffering - but also a night of joy, as the birth of a baby is always good news, no matter how much bad news the baby will hear later.

Lemony Snicket

#42. People's lives can look so good on the outside and be so much dark shadow on the inside.

Carol Plum-Ucci

#43. Ye've done that afore."
Raul spat. "I've done most things before. And some of them twice. And three times a night with your sister.

Robert Lyndon

#44. You see it is likely that, when my brother told the story, that night when we got home and my mother and sister sat listening, I did not think he got the point. He was too young and so was I. A thing so complete has its own beauty.

Sherwood Anderson

#45. Remember when you told your sister how scared you were of monsters under your bed? Hah. Hah! She scared you good when she hid under there and jumped out when you got up to go pee after the lights were turned off that night!

L.R.W. Lee

#46. I seem to remember a certain someone swearing that she couldn't dance at all. Obviously I must have been with her twin sister, because i was expecting you to step on my toes all night. Been taking lessons, Princess?
-Puck

Julie Kagawa

#47. I want Toy to know that I know. That no matter how many boys tell her they love her, how many boys tell her she's beautiful, how many boys crawl into her window at night and make love to her, it doesn't help. That I know it doesn't help. She is my sister and I love her. Like I want her to love me.

Erica Lorraine Scheidt

#48. 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.

Robert Crais

#49. He shakes his head with a slow smile. You'd better be right. If the phone rings, I'm unpluggining it, I swear to God-"
You'd do that to your five-year-old sister?" I gasp in mock outrage.
For one whole night alone? Jesus, Maya, I'd sell her to the gypsies!

Tabitha Suzuma