I’ve been a huge Winona Ryder fan for a while. I’m one of four girls, so there are four sisters, so we used to watch ‘Little Women’ seriously, maybe once a month.
In 1900, the typical American was a boy, not yet a teenager, named John. He lived with his parents and his sisters, Mary and Helen, on a farm in New York or Pennsylvania.
I’m always looking at my brother and sisters, thinking – do we look inbred, maybe? Maybe a tiny bit.
The role that people think I play is not a role. When I go home, and I’m with my sisters, I’m the same way. When I’m with my boys, I’m the same way.
I feel like I’m really blessed and lucky that I have a very good social life outside of the gym, and I have a really amazing family. My parents are so supportive. I have a younger brother and two younger sisters, and they’re really awesome. So I feel like I get the best of both worlds.
I’m still really close with everyone at home and their parents – and their brothers and sisters. I was so, so, so lucky to grow up as part of a community and I don’t take that for granted. I try very hard to stay part of it.
Dolls fire our collective imagination, for better and – too often – for worse. From life-size dolls the same height as the little girls who carry them, to dolls whose long hair can ‘grow’ longer, to Barbie and her fashionable sisters, dolls do double duty as child’s play and the focus of adult art and adult fear.
Me and Eve are like biological sisters.
Some useful advice for all of my Asian-American brothers and sisters – never go paint-balling with a Vietnam veteran.
We’re all sons and daughters of God, and therefore in a very literal sense, brothers and sisters. And we ought to treat each other that way.
There is a big age gap between my sisters Janice and Irma and myself so I didn’t know them that well when I was younger although they have been very supportive in later life.
Growing up in Vancouver in the 1950s, I was often capricious and temperamental, quick to laugh, even quicker to feel despair, prone to flailing my arms, pouting and crying when things didn’t go my way, or I thought something was unfair, or I was bullied by my sisters.
My sisters said, Why do you make those faces? You make yourself so ugly.
I have three sisters. I went to an all-girls academy.
I need a SUV, for me and my four sisters. So, I’ve narrowed it down to four, kind of expensive, cars.
I’ve got no brothers or sisters, so it’s really important for me to have friends who I’ve known for years that I really know I can trust and rely on.
As sisters in Zion, we can be obstacles to the adversary’s conspiracy against families and virtue.
A lot of people get into alternative music as part of their identity. It’s something that isn’t the mainstream, that their brothers and sisters don’t know about, and that their parents don’t like. It’s something they can have as their own.
I played with local bands and ended up touring with Scissor Sisters, Mylo, Alphabeat, and Calvin Harris. That somehow changed into DJ’ing.
I would live with all of my sisters if I could. We’ve always been very close, my sisters and me.
I’m from a family of 20, so I’m one of the oldest guys, I grew up a lot having my brothers and sisters walk with me to school when I had to be the guy to watch them and all these things, so I kinda learned how to develop those leadership skills at a very early age.
Junior is such a great guy. He’s the new and improved model. It’s a beautiful thing. That’s what you train your children to do. He’s an inspiration to his brothers and sisters and nieces and nephews who say it’s too hard living up to the family name.
My mum used to play afrobeats, my dad used to play Caribbean, my sisters and brothers played hip-hop.
I have a really big family, and pretty much all my work is about my brothers and sisters. I’m the youngest of eight – my mom had seven kids in seven years, and then she had me 11 years later – so I was basically raised by all these teenagers.
My sisters are amazing. My sister is my business partner, my twin. She’s an amazing producer, writer. You know, we’re just grinding and trying to make my mother proud as well as God.
I’ve got two sisters and they’re both married and they’re both much more settled into the way things are.
I love babies, and I have my nephews that I love. I have a great mom and she has raised three kids, so if I take lessons from her, I think I’ll be great. All my friends have little brothers or sisters.
I’m told I’m a statistic. I’m told that my young black sisters are disease-ridden… but we are greater than what society tells us we are.
We celebrated Christmas. Not religiously, but we did the tree and the lights. Hannukah always seemed not quite as thrilling – Sorry to my Jewish brothers and sisters! But when you’re a kid, Santa and all that, you know, that really trumps the menorah. So we did Christmas.
I’m the oldest of three girls. My sisters say I can be bossy.
I’ve been blessed to have an amazing mom and two amazing sisters – so they set a very high standard.
We lived in a ‘kuccha’ house made of mud. The thatched roof couldn’t stop the water trickles during the rainy season. I, along with my brothers and sisters, used to stand in a corner and wait for the rain to stop.
The Williams sisters, they have this power. They have this ability to come back from nowhere.
Certainly our gay and lesbian brothers and sisters need to be supported in living out their call to holiness.
I know that the strong, black woman is the most beautiful creature in this world, so that’s why I always have the utmost respect for my sisters. That’s why I make sure I’m not out here disrespecting women and acting a fool.
I have three sisters, no brothers.
‘Triple D’ is not going anywhere. I enjoy highlighting my brothers and sisters in the business.
