What surprised me was that within a family, the voices of sisters as they're talking are virtually always the same.

What surprised me was that within a family, the voices of sisters as they're talking are virtually always the same.

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

Comparison is a death knell to sibling harmony.

Every articulate family ... generates its own stories, explanations and myths to illuminate the differences in temperament and talent among its children, the lines of allegiance and influence between parent and child.

From the psychological jousting between sisters in the early family arena emerge the first tentative boundaries of their personalities.

The desire to be and have a sister is a primitive and profound one that may have everything or nothing to do with the family a woman is born to. It is a desire to know and be known by someone who shares blood and body, history and dreams.