I have many valentines. My mom and my sister and my directors. I got calls from all of them. And my friends. I respect what Valentine's Day stands for because it is about love.
What a different world it was when I first sailed for Europe in 1930, with my mother, sister, and brother to spend six months abroad.
Lord, confound this surly sister, blight her brow with blotch and blister, cramp her larynx, lung and liver, in her guts a galling give her.
The picture has made its million back in four months; I have been overwhelmed by letters, hundreds of them, literally, begging me in my next production not to swing over the shallow trash of mother love, father love, sister love, brother love.
It is natural not to care about a sister certainly not when she is four years older and grinds her teeth at night.
It was something I was more interested in myself. When I went to see my sister dance at ballet, I was really into costumes and the arts, and my family was also supportive of whatever me and my sister wanted to do. I would say I pushed myself the most to be into design.
My look was even more solidified when I started singing in Greenwich Village with my sister Lucy. We wore matching dresses as the Simon Sisters.
When I was about 3, my grandfather used to give me and my sister a nickel to sit out on the front porch with him and sing songs.
Sometimes you really dig a girl, the moment you kiss her, And then you get distracted by her older sister.
I started walking at night with my sister in law which has been amazing. It really does something for you. It just kind of clears the mind, it just makes you feel better, things start to tighten a little bit.
There are two types of encryption: one that will prevent your sister from reading your diary and one that will prevent your government.
I sang a song at my sister's wedding. My mother forced me into that, too. But that one felt all right.
I was staying with my sister and messing around with the guitar every day for my own amusement. Then she took me around and introduced me to Muddy Waters, Jimmy Rogers, Little Walter, and the first time I saw that onstage, it inspired me to play. I thought that was the world.
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.
This show has shown me how to throw a punch. But watching my future sister-in-law go through breast cancer has also shown me how to take one.