When sisters stand shoulder to shoulder, who stands a chance against us?

A friendship can weather most things and thrive in thin soil; but it needs a little mulch of letters and phone calls and small, silly presents every so often - just to save it from drying out completely.

Sisters don't need words. They have perfected a language of snarls and smiles and frowns and winks - expressions of shocked surprise and incredulity and disbelief. Sniffs and snorts and gasps and sighs - that can undermine any tale you're telling.

Odd how much it hurts when a friend moves away- and leaves behind only silence.

Friendship is not diminished by distance or time, by imprisonment or war, by suffering or silence. It is in these things that it roots most deeply.

If you've only one breath left, use it to say thank you.

For every person who has ever lived there has come, at last, a spring he will never see. Glory then in the springs that are yours.