Twin-sister of Religion, Selfishness.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Being a twin, and being my sister's twin, is such a defining part of my life that I wouldn't know how to be who I am, including a writer, without that being somehow at the centre.
Both within the family and without, our sisters hold up our mirrors: our images of who we are and of who we can dare to be.
There are two things in life for which we are never truly prepared: twins.
Religion. A daughter of Hope and Fear, explaining to Ignorance the nature of the Unknowable.
Twins are usually hailed with delight, because they swell the power of the family, though in some instances they are put to death.
No one could have nicer sisters. No sibling problems there.
I've got a sister who races motorcycles and another sister who's a Holy Roller preacher.
Wisdom and goodness are twin-born, one heart must hold both sisters, never seen apart.
Sisters are brittle things. God was penurious with me, which makes me shrewd with Him. One is a dainty sum! One bird, one cage, one flight; one song in those far woods, as yet suspected by faith only!
Married or single, you sisters possess distinctive capabilities and special intuition you have received as gifts from God. We brethren cannot duplicate your unique influence.