“Of course you don’t trust Braith. You don’t trust anybody,” Ghleanna reminded their brother. “You don’t trust the air.” “Because it tends to become unseasonably chilly when I’d prefer it to be warm. It’s as if it does it on purpose.” HumorAirTrustUntrustingSibilings Book:A Tale of Two Dragons Source: A Tale of Two Dragons
“We bring champagne to Franklin and Jeffrey, and I offer a final toast, 'Wishing you all good things in your life together.' Short, simple, to the point. I look at Meredith, relaxed in her ivory gown, my sister is all grown up. I'm grateful we did our growing up together.” LoveKidsMarriageGrowing UpToastLily And The OctopusSibilings Book:Lily and the Octopus Source: Lily and the Octopus
“Oooh...Aunt Chelsea called Jake the D-word!" Rory's voice carries into the kitchen. "Dipshit?" "No." "Dumbass?" "No." "Douchebag?" "What's a douchebag?" "Rory!" Chelsea and I yell at exactly the same time.” LoveHumorKidsSibilings Book:Sustained Source: Sustained
“Come devono essere tristi, quei figli unici. Crescere in una casa piena di adulti, sempre in minoranza, sempre sconfitti, nemmeno un po' di quella stupidità sfrenata, niente scherzi da poter ripetere cento volte, nessuno con cui cantare, nessuno con cui litigare, nessuno con cui fare il principe, o lo schiavo [...] in seguito, quando i genitori cadono in disgrazia e diventano essere umani incasinati e banali e si trasformano pian piano da persone che si prendono cura di te in individui di cui ci si deve prendere cura, chi ci sarà ad affrontare con te quelle crescenti frustrazioni, a riflettere sulle migliaia di dettagli insignificanti di quella soap opera a lungo condivisa che non significa nulla per gli altri? E quando infine se ne saranno andati, chi si rivolgerà a te dicendoti: «Sì, mi ricordo il cavalluccio a dondolo rosso... sì, mi ricordo il letto immaginario sotto il biancospino»?” Sibilings Book:The Red House Source: The Red House
“A male—even such a male as Tibby—was enough to stop the foolery. The barrier of sex, though decreasing among the civilised, is still high, and higher on the side of women. Helen could tell her sister all, and her cousin much about Paul; she told her brother nothing. It was not prudishness, for she now spoke of “the Wilcox ideal” with laughter, and even with a growing brutality. Nor was it precaution, for Tibby seldom repeated any news that did not concern himself. It was rather the feeling that she betrayed a secret into the camp of men, and that, however trivial it was on this side of the barrier, it would become important on that. So she stopped, or rather began to fool on other subjects, until her long-suffering relatives drove her upstairs.” Sibilings Book:Howards End Source: Howards End