The Sister Pact Quotes

You have to promise to introduce me to your sisters. The beauty of the Lanoverian royal family is famous throughout the Four Kingdoms, after all.' 'Why, thank you,' said Rafe with a straight face. 'I do pride myself on my beauty.

There must be a thousand words for stranger in the explored galaxy. Let one of them be sister ---

I think she gave everyone a small piece of who she was. So if any one of them left, no one would have taken all of her, she wouldn’t be completely broken.

She did it. It’s over. There are no do-overs in suicide.

You’re too important to me. You know, the sister I always wanted.

She could always talk me into anything. My sister made me a little starstruck.

but I’d made my promise a long time ago. Would I sacrifice myself for my sister if the moment came? Of course I would. I’d do it a thousand times over, if it meant saving her. I couldn’t ask to be the hero and change my mind if I didn’t like the consequences. That wasn’t how being a hero worked. And this was one hell of a redemption arc.

Los Hitler, los Mussolini... ¡Balas! ¡Balas! ¡Balas! ¡Balas! Las dos víboras de Europa que con la muerte se pactan. Pero ... allá vienen las viudas, las madres y las hermanas. El aire se va salado con la sal de tantas lágrimas. El agua del río huele a un millón de puñaladas. Por allá vienen las viudas, las madres y las hermanas. Subiendo la cuesta vienen todas ellas enlutadas, y su dolor canta el himno que hará el futuro de España. ¡Ochenta mil hombres muertos! The Hitlers, the Mussolinis... Bullets! Bullets! Bullets! Bullets! The two vipers of Europe who pact with death. But...there come the widows, the mothers and the sisters. The air leaves salted with the salt of so many tears. The water of the river smells of a million stab wounds. There come the widows the mothers and the sisters. Climbing the hill they come all in mourning and their pain sings the hymn that will make the future of Spain. Eighty thousand men dead! (From "Ochenta Mil/Eighty Thousand")

I made a silent pact with the house in those nights, that beautiful old whorehouse with suicide in its walls, as damaged and bruised as myself. If it kept me, I would keep it, and we would be like sisters to each other. I would do what it took to protect her, always, and liked to think that she would do the same for me.

Like I told Lo, I’ve made this pact with Rose not to talk about it, like a Ya-Ya Sisterhood thing, and I can’t go back on my word. And just so you know, Rose is scary. She took out a knife and was saying something about blood oaths, and before I knew it, she slit my palm.” Her voice lowers, almost comically that it’s hard to take her serious. But she is. “And this comes from a girl who cannot walk on the hardwood without shoes. You don’t have to say anything, it surprised me too.

Sorry I accused you of trying to kill my sister." He stared into Josh's face, his eyes filled with a challenge. "I'm sure an uptight prick like you would be much tidier with how you carried it out.

A woman by nature is supposed to be picky, because a woman decides the quality of our next generation by virtue of whom she sleeps with. So what we need to do first is promote the idea of women being picky. Second, we have to make sure that the choices they have to choose from are of the highest quality. Women are limiting their choices to benefit the idea of a monogamous society. The goal of polygamy for society is for everyone to seek to be the best they can be. That's what it's about. When you do that, what you find out is that those qualities become desirable, and as a result, become a part of the cycle, the cycle of history, the pact of the society.

It's not an accident of birth that made you my sister. You're my sister because you took the blame for that pie we stole from the cook when you were three.