Sisters Over Misters Quotes & Sayings

One of our gravest concerns is the entry of a nuclear device or materials into the U.S. — Charles E. Allen

I think I just love films where men have complete breakdowns. — Sam Taylor-Johnson

Sacred cows don't tip easily. — John Corvino

JOURNEY: If someone pulls out a dong, then I'm gone.
JUSTICE: Rhymed. — Bijou Hunter

Hardly a soul spoke a word of English. All this they had been forewarned about, but the difference between what one had been told and what one came to understand firsthand was enormous. — David McCullough

POPPY: Justice is so pathetic about her man. If her behavior weren't highly entertaining, we'd force her to stop. — Bijou Hunter

I'm hitting the shower," Braeden said and slammed his locker shut.
"Hey," I said and caught him by the shoulder.
He glanced around at me. "You wanna tell me why Rimmel called you before the game?"
Braeden spun. "Did you go through my phone?"
"Did you lie to me about my girl?" I countered.
He wiped a hand over his face. "Fucking A. Don't put me in the middle, Rome."
"You're my best friend, asshole. There is no middle. It's my side."
"Hey now," he said. "Sisters before misters and all that."
"What the fuck does that even mean?" I drawled, amused.
"It means I've taken her on as my little sister. You're her mister. I'm officially in neutral territory. — Cambria Hebert

Though famines may come, God sustains us. - Scoti Springfield Domeij - — Gary Chapman

Did you know - and studies prove this - that 98 percent of all the Visine in this country runs down the side of people's faces? — George Miller

Now I see that going out into the testing ground of men it is the tongue and not the deed that wins the day. — Sophocles

Tell how it is normal to be very comfortable on the outside but very uncomfortable on the inside. Tell how funny it all is. But tell a little something else, too. What can it hurt? Tell a little something else--about how you can be a nonconformist and about how you can be an outsider. And tell how you are entitled to a little privacy. But for goodness' sake, say all that very softly. — E.L. Konigsburg

I kissed her hard and deep. Her fingers delved into my still damp hair and massaged at my scalp, making me growl low in my chest. When she started to move against me, I knew it was probably time to cool things off. We were still at the stadium.
"I didn't expect you to wait. I would've hurried."
"That's why I didn't tell you," she said, brushing her fingertips across my cheek. "I want you to enjoy tonight. You earned it. But I also wanted to be here to tell you how happy I am for you."
"Is that the only reason?" I asked, pinning her with a stare.
She sighed and pushed back so I would set her on her feet. I did and we started walking out toward the parking lot. "I really wish this could wait, but I know it can't."
"I know you called Braeden."
Her teeth sank into her lower lip and she glanced at me swiftly. "What did he tell you?"
"Nothing. Sisters before misters, ya know."
She wrinkled her nose. "What?"
"Exactly." I agreed. — Cambria Hebert