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.

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

The first step to wisdom is to be sure one says and does what one believes.

If your sister is in a tearing hurry to go out and cannot catch your eye, she's wearing your best sweater.

From serenity comes gentleness, comes lasting strength.

Sisters never quite forgive each other for what happened when they were five.

Horses lend us the wings we lack.