But however you might rebel, there was no shedding them. They were your responsibility and there was no one to relieve you of them. They called you Sis. All your life people called you Sis, because that was what you were, or what you became - big sister, helpful sister, the one upon whom everyone depended, the one they all came to for everything from help with homework to a sliver under the fingernail.
Wallace StegnerEvery green natural place we save saves a fragment of our sanity and gives us a little more hope that we have a future.
Wallace StegnerAmerican individualism, much celebrated and cherished, has developed without its essential corrective, which is belonging.
Wallace Stegner