When trouble comes, it's your family that supports you.

I would love a family. I'm at the age where the wish for a child gets stronger. But who knows.

We believed in our idea - a family park where parents and children could have fun- together.

As the family goes, so goes the nation and so goes the whole world in which we live.

I am tortured when I am away from my family, from my children. I am horribly guilt-ridden.

In every conceivable manner, the family is link to our past, bridge to our future.

It's not that our family has no taste, it's just that our family's taste is inconsistent.

Family life itself, that safest, most traditional, most approved of female choices, is not a sanctuary: It is, perpetually, a dangerous place.

Happiness is having a large, loving, caring, close-knit family in another city.

A family is a place where principles are hammered and honed on the anvil of everyday living.