A sister is a little bit of childhood that can never be lost.
Having a sister is like having a best friend you can't get rid of. You know whatever you do, they'll still be there.
A sister is a gift from God, sent from above to make life worthwhile here below.
For there is no friend like a sister, in calm or stormy weather, to cheer one on the tedious way, to fetch one if one goes astray, to lift one if one totters down, to strengthen whilst one stands.
Sister is probably the most competitive relationship within the family, but once the sisters are grown, it becomes the strongest relationship.
A younger sister is someone to use as a guinea pig in trying sledges and experimental go-carts. Someone to send on messages to Mum. But someone who needs you -- who comes to you with bumped heads, grazed knees, tales of persecution. Someone who trusts you to defend her. Someone who thinks you know the answers to almost everything.
Husbands come and go; children come and eventually they go. Friends grow up and move away. But the one thing that's never lost is your sister.
Of two sisters, one is always the watcher, one the dancer.
A sister is a gift to the heart, a friend to the spirit, a golden thread to the meaning of life.
The mildest, drowsiest sister has been known to turn tiger if her sibling is in trouble.