Donald McGill - Borat: Cultural Learnings 2006 - Christina Rossetti - William Shakespeare - Genesis 20:12 - Leviticus 21:3 - Song of Solomon 4:9&10 - Song of Solomon 5:1&2 - Jane Austen - Pam Brown
Devil: Do you know who I am?
Drunken man: Of course I do. I married your sister. Donald McGill saucy seaside postcard
This is Natalia – she is my sister. She is number four prostitute in all of Kazakhstan. (Kazakhstan & Sister & Prostitute) Borat: Cultural Learnings 2006 starring Sacha Baron Cohen & Ken Davitian & Pamela Anderson & Bob Barr & Alan Keyes & Luenell et al, director Larry Charles
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 while one stands. Christina Rossetti, Goblin Market, 1862
To both these sisters have I sworn my love,
Each jealous of the other as the stung
Are of the adder. William Shakespeare, The History of King Lear V i 60-61, Edmund
She is the daughter of my father, but not the daughter of my mother, and she became my wife. Genesis 20:12, Abraham to Abimelech
And for his sister a virgin, that is nigh unto him, which hath had no husband; for her may he be defiled. Leviticus 21:3
Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, my spouse; thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes, with one chain of thy neck.
How fair is thy love, my sister, my spouse! How much better is thy love than wine! and the smell of thine ointments than all spices! Song of Solomon 4:9&10
I am come into my garden, my sister, my spouse: I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk: eat, O friends; drink, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved.
I sleep, but my heart waketh: it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, saying, Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night. Song of Solomon 5:1&2
But it is very foolish to ask questions about any young ladies – about any three sisters just grown up; for one knows, without being told, exactly what they are – all very accomplished and pleasing, and one very pretty. There is a beauty in every family. – It is a regular thing. Jane Austen, Mansfield Park
Sisters don’t need words. They have perfected a language of snarls and smiles and frowns and winks – expressions of shocked surprise and incredulity and disbelief. Sniffs and snorts and gasps and sighs – that can undermine any tale you’re telling. Pam Brown