I realized my family was funny, because nobody ever wanted to leave our house.

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

I don't know if I believe in marriage. I believe in family, love and children.

It's very strange that most people don't care if their knowledge of their family history only goes back three generations.

I believe the world is one big family, and we need to help each other.

I never did quite fit the glamour mode. It is life with my husband and family that is my high now.

The only rock I know that stays steady, the only institution I know that works, is the family.

Both within the family and without, our sisters hold up our mirrors: our images of who we are and of who we can dare to be.

My family really does come first. It always did and always will.

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