What I’m trying to do is fulfill what my father said, which is, ‘We have to find a way to live together as brothers and sisters, or together we’re going to perish as fools.’
My mother always taught us that any accomplishment my sisters or I achieve is a ‘feather in all our caps.’ Kathy, Kim, and I are always proud of each other. We feel that each of our lives is a reflection on all of us. We all want the best for each other.
More and more Republicans are recognizing and respecting the essential dignity of individuals who are gay and deserve the full rights of citizenship, just like their straight brothers and sisters.
And not only my own brothers and sisters agreed so but my brothers and sisters in law; and their children, although but young, had the like agreeable natures and affectionate dispositions.
Me and my sisters were so awful. One nanny, we loved, but we hacked her email and sent her boyfriend lots of weird messages, and we once actually locked her in the toilet, too.
As Christians, we are responsible for our fellow brothers and sisters suffering and fighting for the basic resources we all need to survive. To deny this is to turn a deaf ear to God’s teachings.
I was desperate for a friend, and I used to lie in bed at night thinking about what it would be like. My younger brothers and sisters had friends, and I used to watch them playing to try to work out what they did and how friendship worked.
When you’re six years old, you do not appreciate that you’re living in the Alps. My sisters and I, all we wanted was to go to Disneyland.
My best friends are still the ones I first attached myself to when I went to school because, all of a sudden, I was leaving the rather pampered and occasionally very annoying world of having three older sisters to go to a male-dominated world.
First off, I love Woody Allen. His early movies, like ‘Hannah and Her Sisters,’ are incredible. I also love anything by Billy Wilder, Ron Howard and John Hughes. I really grew up on the Hughes films, which are the ones I go back and watch all the time, just to see how they were put together.
Sisters, to me, are fascinating because it is a unique connection of the coming together of connection and competition. The fact that you have these age differences is a built-in power struggle, and the fact that you’re all trying to get attention and resources from the same parents creates competition.
When I was growing up, my father would gather all of his children, seven brothers and seven sisters, around the television set and we would religiously watch every time Notre Dame played.
I had a wonderful childhood in Antigua growing up in a family with three other brothers and no sisters, so you can imagine the little fights and scraps we had.
I have three sisters, all of whom lead very normal lives.
My sister Radha, who lives in the U.S., has discovered her craft in painting. She is by far the most beautiful among us sisters. If only Radha had been as tall as me, she’d have been the actor in the family.
Me and my peers, we’re working really hard at being moms and sisters and professionals.
My mom, she thought I was the best. My sisters, maybe, but maybe that’s not objective or anything. But if you believe in yourself, your family believes in you, you put in the work, do it right, you only need one other person to believe in you. That doesn’t seem like a lot, but sometimes it is.
I’m unbelievably ticklish. When I was a little kid, my sisters would hold me down and tickle me until I peed my pants.
I grew up watching the Williams sisters. I did a lot of research on Serena and kind of stole some things from her.
I think it is important to remember that there are so many different ways to be sisters.
Gay sisters don’t think too bad of transvestites. Gay brothers do.
My inner rock chick has always been there. I grew up listening to a lot of rock music through my sisters, who were teenagers while I was young, so they had control of the radio.
It’s so weird to turn on a switch and be the role model for all women, for all African-Americans. That doesn’t happen that easily. It just doesn’t. And so I don’t act up in public and I don’t do anything weird – because my sisters are watching me, not because the world is watching me.
I always loved the guitar, from when I was quite little. My dad had a G banjo at the house that he played. When he had parties, my sisters always played piano, and my dad played banjo.
At the age of nine, I simultaneously fell in love with two Dutch sisters because they seemed so beautifully strange, and their clothes were mysterious and alluring – added to which, they could not speak a word of English. More than anything, I wanted to connect with them and embark on a vast journey of exploration.
My sisters and my mum taught me how to be a woman: the way they carry themselves, the way they talk to people, the way they know how to put their foot down. They’re not having any nonsense from no one. I can see traces of that in me.
I have been a pampered boy, the youngest in the family with two elder sisters. I have always had someone around me, usually my mom, to take care of everything for me.
We were very lucky. My mother and stepmothers were on very, very good terms, and so we, the children, grew up as brothers and sisters.
I grew up pretty fast because I had a lot of older brothers and sisters.
When I was small – I grew up in a village outside of Krakow – my brothers and sisters and I would play folk instruments and make music in our home.
I have 10 brothers and sisters.
The high streets I remember best were Seven Sisters Road in north London and then sunny Peckham in south London after we moved there. They were where my parents used to shop. They were great, part of being a teenager.
I’ve got a really great family round me, two sisters and an older brother and my mum and dad. Everybody’s equal.
For me, it always goes back to what my mother taught me and my sisters. That all women are beautiful, and we should embrace each other.
I’m in a band with my three sisters called the Atomics, which is awesome.
I do like strong women in my movies. I have five sisters, so I’ve just grown up with that model.
All of my dad’s family, his brothers and sisters, my nana and grandad and all of the cousins emigrated to Australia within two years of each other. Irish families are close at the best of times, but when you move to the other side of the world, we were like a big posse over there.
My mom was an opera singer, and she gave up her career to raise a family. But she also taught my sisters how to sing.
We played a festival in Ireland once, and in the middle of ‘New Slang,’ the Scissor Sisters kicked in across the field on this mega stage. It was a little distracting. It was hard to keep track of what I was supposed to sing.
South Central is just who I am. Even though I have a nice house, nice family, the rest of my generation is still in South Central L.A. My cousins, my brothers, my sisters, they don’t wanna move out.
I’ve always felt a certain guilt to have them labeled as ‘Christina’s sisters’ or, ‘That’s Christina’s mom’ but them looking for the respect to be named Elizabeth and Danielle and Carmen.
After ‘The Sisters Brothers,’ I tried to write a contemporary story dealing with an investment adviser in New York City who moves to Paris. I did all this research, but after about a year and any number of pages written, I was bored stiff.
My parents are both musicians and made sure we all played music. My brothers and sisters all play instruments, so we’ll get together whenever we can and play. We play a lot of classical music – you know, the good stuff.
I think we are defined as human beings through our families, no matter what kind of family – through our relationships with parents, brothers and sisters.
My aunts told wonderful stories. Not to me, but to each other. We had a very strong family. My mother’s sisters loved each other intensely. The uncles loved each other intensely.
I was an only child and grew up in York where my parents ran a surgical supplies shop. When I say I wish I had brothers and sisters, friends say it’s not what it’s cracked up to be, but I think it must be good to have someone who knew you from the beginning.
I had six brothers and four sisters and I competed with my brothers every day when I was a kid. If you lost in my family, they kidded the pants off you until you won again.
I was surrounded by sisters. My childhood was all women.
Everyone had legs. Even my younger sisters both had legs. It was hard to comprehend what I did wrong: Why me? Then I found out about the Paralympics. It really did completely change my life.
I am happy that I have landed ‘Shastri Sisters’ because I was always wanted to be a part of Colors family.
It’s a pretty cool feeling to be the person to knock down a barrier – just like the Williams sisters did in tennis or Tiger Woods in golf.
We forget that this music, music made by my brothers and sisters, is still a baby. It’s just beginning. When I think of the possibilities, it makes me smile.
I’ve got two brothers and two sisters, so there’s five of us and we’re all very close, which is cool.
I helped my mom raise so many little sisters. At 11, I was helping get them ready for school, watching over them, putting them to sleep. It’s just naturally with me.
